Перевод: Fuckin лицах. Авто, Alk, и смерть.
at you Your face, your back, your chest It don't matter to me nigga, and that's real I got guns nigga, I got money nigga I got riders, what the fuck you
-clack] The snub in my paw, shove it in your jaw Have you runnin out this fuckin club in your drawers We lovin the broads, there's nothin to applaud But fuck
backwards every time). x2 Fuck that I changed my fucking mind Jesus loves you so I won't have to. x2 I hope you sleep softly with this pillow pressed against your face
to make this rap shit hotter than Harlem Fuck the Dog beware of Rule, cause I'm the problem We'll still proceed you with a gun in your face When you got
’s amazing? When someone comes out of such a dire situation And learns the English language just to share his observation Probably get a Grammy without a grammar education So fuck you school and fuck
fuck you (x 2) I'm a funky little monkey With the tiniest ears I don't like drinking fancy champi I stick with Heineken beers Oops, might burp in your face
The back of class cause Im fryin on mescaline I was that kid drinkin 40s On the bleachers Getting drunk after school Gettin home too late, Fallin on my face
your bluff, so you'll bounce like breasts. I got a back like a tree and arms are like a fucken chests. So who the fuck would have guessed. I call
the wall Smash your face and wake up boy How can you say that you are living your life You don't take chances you're just waiting to die It's no crime to fuck
games, so just leave me fuck alone! Do you know, you’re all the same Got to play this stupid game You’re getting on my nerves, so just stay the fuck
To the eye blacker, over handed face the palm smacker, Good scrapper, cat stacker, good wood packer, Tear up the Dom P wrappers faster, Platinum patrone splasher, fuck
: Half shit-faced Half shit-faced Half shit-faced Half shit-faced GO! Our ex-guitar player sucks He ripped us off for two hundred bucks His girlfriends got a fucking
original don dadda And I say this to your face it'll take a whole lotta For you, to catch up to my speed Fuck your icey rings (uh-huh) fuck this industry
funds like a million bucks Across the pond, they all know us International... Whoaaaa! Driving my car to a foreign place Lookin at me, now they know my face
knots See, how the beat gets ate off Acquire my scratch and I ain't have to use an 8-ball Hip-Hop's whole face is off And I rock with the band, this
our way Do you really wanna fuck with Danze? (c'mon) When he comin with them thugs in the van Double clutch in his hands, my nigga [Lil' Fame] Make the world flame! Face
your graces Pieces of your face is found in a hundred different places Huh, so what we lookin like? We tryin to see some hoes to fuck tonight and you
