, I'm hit, I ain't go no patience But I'm a couple tacos short of a combination Ooh...Get on your head like a shovel from the gravel When them scams dope
bague en or J'ai fais ce que j'avais a faire Vu ce que j'avais a voir Drague ce que j'avais a dire Cru ce que j'avais a croire On passe a d'autres choses
tu bosses T'as la classe boy J'y ai cru et j'ai bien fait Dieu merci je fais ce que j'aime Et ca vient juste de commencer ''Superstar'', j'aime bien
Sais Pas Perds Pas De Temps Va, Va Prendre Laair, Va Reviens Pas Ohohhhh C'est Ma Dreamteam Team Babe Ici Y'a Pas Fake Y'a Pas De Faux Y'a ''qui
like you Hey Quand tu chantes, j'oublie J'ai plus le moindre soucis J'ai le mal qui fuit, Tu donnes un son a ma vie Et puis j' sais pas qu'est-ce qui
fucked up J-Ro J-Ro: Yo i'm fucked up to Lookin' at these bitches From a birds eye view My name is J-Ro from tthe Likwit Crew Hurricane G: So
not fuckin around Stuck in the ground, fitted with a suit in a pine box (hah!) with my fresh pressed khakis in a slingshot So heatbox all day in a nigga
waiting It's not a second 7 seconds away Just as long as I stay I'll be waiting X3 J'assume les raisons qui nous poussent de changer tout, J'aimerais
it, to get it all the time A nickle or a dime, a half or a pound Long as my bitch ridin', I'll put a nigga down Im a playa from the jump, a hustler from
hook You're just a booty club playa (a break yourself pimp) A hit the club, spend the dub (ol' sucka-ass self) (x4) (Sean Paul) When I hit the GC, my
to keep me from you [J-Bo] Now the wind blows as I'm on 85, and chiefin good with a six-pack a that Colt 45 just like I should And if I could, I will
mon ame est maitre Mais j’ai peur de toucher le fond juste a quelques metres Et je n’ai pas envie de partir Meme s’il n’y a rien pour me retenir Je
news Guess who came through next, X clan debut Professor X and glorious exists in a state of red, black, and green With a key sissies now with this bein a
run a red light then sideswipe a hearse I'ma drink 'til my liver rot, see the doc Leave the E.R., then hit a bar for a liquor shot, 'til the liver spot
J] He's in the bathroom; I think he's takin a crap dude! "Dave! Pull up your pants, we need an ambulance There's a girl upstairs talkin to plants choppin
come trippin through yo' set, bustin off my tec I gives a fuck if you's a Blood or a Crip Nigga from J.F.K. to L.A.X. I'm back through the sets again
or heaven I'm a rida Say I'm a rida I'm a rida Say I'm rida I'm a rida Say I'm a rida I'm a rida Say I'm a rida [VERSE 1] They putting presure on me
a gun to fuckin make bail Yayo's comin home soon, better beware It's G-Unit man guns will do better than cut your hair Think u swallow X huh, what does
