It would tell you I'm afraid that I'm alone Hold me, release me Show me the meaning of mercy Let it rip Let it fly....... Super paranoid I'm leaning
Перевод: Драгоценность. Let It Rip, Let It Fly (Ака Барселона).
Перевод: Драгоценность. Let It Rip, Let It Fly.
I let the whole world know it So if you got beef let the whole world know it Yaun take it to the streets let the whole world know it It's the chance
ass G's Quick to snatch your ugly ass off the streets, so fuck peace I'll let them niggas know it's on for life Don't let the west side ride the night
real G's Quick to snatch your ugly ass, off the streets So fuck peace I'll let them niggas know It's on for Life Don't let the west side Ride the
Pete I'm into jewels I will not repeat Y'all obsolete, Sonya Blade y'all It's murder when they drop the beat I spit it once, I'm hungry spit at lunch
Nigga Wit more glitter Than M.J. It's all pimp play When it comes to me An' ya'll muthafuckas know how JD gets down An' those who don't it's a new
coppin' letters, take ya bitch if ya let her Clothes always sweaters, ain't nothin', I'm used to it I rock shit up top and match boots to it Major dough
the king of the third verse It's +Strictly Business+, if it's +Personal+ I let you know I hold your heart until the Lord tell me let you go Don't need
On any record I'm the king of the third verse It's strictly business, if it's personal I let you know I hold your heart until the Lord tell me let you
man get outta line and it's kill, kill, kill It's the number one crew in the area Known for sendin' garbage M C's to the graveyard It's the number
shit, like a fly I was buggin From robbing to stealin to dealin, yo, and even muggin Sellin cocaine in the high school halls Playin it slick I kept the
m.j. It's all pimp play When it comes to me An' y'all muthafuckas know how jd gets down An' those who don't it's a new sheriff in town Feel me now [chorus
bullshittin' Nigga, wit more glitta, than MJ It's all pimp play, when it comes to me And you all motherfuckers know how JD gets down And those who don't it
letters, take ya bitch if ya let her Clothes always sweaters, ain't nothin', I'm used to it I rock shit up top and match boots to it Major dough; ayyo
