fuckin rappers then show up at the burials I don't mean to worry y'all, but I want y'all gone and this M-16 is the only way to hurry y'all Here's my last
Перевод: Стили. Y'all Не хочу ебать.
ever tote? I'm raw and uncut like Columbian coke Now how many of y'all wanna fuck with me? Trick question, who wants to fuck with Queen? While y'all
a green hat with a orange bill But I don't get pissed, y'all don't even see through the mist How the fuck can I be white, I don't even exist I get a clean
bad boy, Then fuck you too. Chino xl, fuck you too. All you mother fuckers, Fuck you too. (take money, take money) All of y'all mother fuckers, Fuck
Cuz I don't like y'all anyway ...And I don't like y'all anyway Fuck all y'all!! My watch talk for me, my whip talk for me My gat talk for me BLAT
air, c'mon!) All my bitch-es, if you're with me (yeah all my bitches where you at now) Yeah I see you (you know I see y'all) HOL-LA [Verse Two] Yeah
shit right there Beware, stand clear Many y'all niggaz is welcome here [Chorus:] Fuck is these niggas son Get off my block Yo I don't know none of
head You have no craftibility all that shit you talk is dead As sex drugs and violence, balance the scales of reality Y'all don't want no parts of
y’all wannna do Let’s cha cha cha cha cha Ya’ll niggas wanna get down Ya niggas wanna battle Just what y’all wannna do Let’s cha cha cha cha cha Ya’
your calendar I’m showing you something You ain’t saying nothing My niggas make noise Like a bunch of volcanoes erupting None of y’all niggas really wanna
care less if a cat gotta lay on his back, yo So, I don't owe y'all niggaz And y'all might be aight but I don't know y'all niggaz I mean, it's a couple
the streets (y'all don't really want it) Keep the heat with me (so don't run up on me) All my people see (y'all don't really want it) Betta not fuck wit
the Streets" nigga, y'all know who the best (C'mon) Fuck y'all niggas wanna do - what, what? (Let's go) [Verse One] Couldn't live the life I live
if I ain't gettin proper respect I don't care if you rap, I still spit in your grill I don't give a fuck, never have, never will If it ain't on your
Shady/Aftermath was all you heard But they “50 sang too much and Em got soft” And they say “Dre just fell the fuck off” Well, fuck the fuck off, saw y’all
don't do it for the wealth, I don't do it for the fame I do it for the health and I do it for the spirit Don't speak the lyric if you can't hear it (
young nigga rich But I refuse to switch even though Cause I can’t move to the snow Cause soon as y’all get some dough Ya wanna put a white bitch on your