it this is how we write the hits brace yourself it goes something like this break 'em off somethin' hardcore throw a friend to the floor this is the new one
Перевод: Присутствие. New One.
got it this is how we write the hits brace yourself it goes something like this break 'em off somethin' hardcore throw a friend to the floor this is the new one
WOO! WOO! WOO! BREATHE! [Bridge] One and then the two Two and then the three Three and then the four Then you gotta BREATHE One and then the two
what they all say right? Awesome. The christian in Christian Dior. Damn they don't make 'em like this anymore. I ask, cause I'm not sure Is anybody out there anymore? Bow in the presence
's about as long as a chainsaw (Lloyd Banks!) By the way, this feels like I'm dreamin' Forty cal. under my pillow, condom feelin' my semen The physical presence
that's about as long as a chainsaw (lloyd banks!) By the way, this feels like I'm dreamin' Forty cal. under my pillow, condom feelin' my semen The physical presence
they know when I sex well Left them breathless now they're waiting to exhale Waiting to exhale with some competition So come in and test well The next one
my premises A yo Lord is you a friend of his Mouth him back to John and show this nigga just who the winner is The presence of a small town I diminish
all say right? Awesome, the Christian and and Kristen Dior Damn they don't make 'em like this anymore I ask, cause I’m not sure Do anybody make real shit anymore? Bow in the presence
across tha new line of mason dixon Rippin' through denim Tha point an inch from her vein Tha foreman approach His steps now pound in her brain His presence
it number one, you're number two now This the Goose and Malibu, I call it MaliBOO-YAH God damn Yeezy, how you gonna hit 'em with a new style? Know that
corners, that's usual politics Push a button from the mansion, hit you with a hollow tip We two different niggas, I'm servin', he sniffing his And I love that new
we've made a new start And for a moment she's back in my arms Now my whole world's in one 8 x 10 with 4 metal walls holding it in Through one plate
partied a lot We was the Breakfast Club You was a part of the ROC We used to make up special names For the food we ate, remember cereal pie? One of your
I, turn around Everytime I turn my head, man Somebody's schemin' on a bad plan Tryin' to deal a nigga a bad hand One after the other, harassin' a thugsta
Slay, they don't want me out here They don't want you out here, dog This is motherfuckin' Face Mob, Kayslay, New York City Holla at ya goddamn baby
, what you want, the blade or the slug? I'm the one that send the order when they sprayed up the club Bitch nigga, bow your head in the presence of G'
