give it up Give it up, give it up, give it up yo Give it up, give it up, gotta give it up Give it up, give it up, give it up yeah Give it up, give it
ta give it up Chorus: Flavor Flav Give it up, give it up, give it up yo repeat Give it up, give it up, gotta give it up / 4 times repeat #2 -- (occasional
x]: flavor flav Give it up, give it up, give it up yo Give it up, give it up, gotta give it up Repeat #2 -- (occasional) chuck d vocal Yeah You gots
Перевод: Враг государства. Give It Up.
Перевод: Борьба. Public Enemy, "Give It Up".
]: flavor flav Give it up, give it up, give it up yo Give it up, give it up, gotta give it up Repeat #2 -- (occasional) chuck d vocal Yeah You gots
Flav Give it up, give it up, give it up yo \ repeat Give it up, give it up, gotta give it up / 4 times repeat #2 -- (occasional) Chuck D vocal
give it up Chorus: Flavor Flav Give it up, give it up, give it up yo \ repeat Give it up, give it up, gotta give it up / 4 times repeat #2 -- (
give it up Chorus [4x]: flavor flav Give it up, give it up, give it up yo Give it up, give it up, gotta give it up Repeat #2 -- (occasional) chuck
it. unless she got on La Perla And I can see through it, I don't just let her ride I give her the keys to it. me n my bitch layed back In the coupe,
What the fuck is going on? Let me set it straight on the topics that I'm flowing on. Like Chuck D, Public Enemy to the Nation. Or call me Busta' Rhymes
'm public enemy number one One, one, one, one One, one, one One, one, one Let me ask you, what you got against me? Is it my girl or is it the Bentley
still wanna toast me, So put your hands up, nice and slowly! This is stick up, now! Give me what you own me! T.V teen now, you know what it is, I'ma
let Eve to do it Unless she got on LePearla and I can see through it I don't just let her ride, I give her the keys to it Me and my bitch lay back in
heartbeat props (We're giving heartbeat props) We're gonna make it funky with the heartbeat props, y'all (We're giving heartbeat props) It's time to
to fill you with them slugs It's nothin', I'm from New York but I got country cousins It's nothin', you stay connected by the slang you bustin' Want it
I bang gettin lain down with after I give 'em hang time then it's game time Yes - same gang nigga, young June, young Vishis You punks better come wit it
love Why it's never any money for the school support But it's fallin out the sky for these corporate wars [Chorus] [Paris] They never give real shit
