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Collin Charles

gasoil Toi qui courais dans les flaques Moi et ma tete a claques Moi qui te croyais ma chose, ma bestiole Moi je n'etais qu'un pot de colle Lorsque

le roi Charles Ce n?etait pas « God save the King » Mais en francais tel qu?on le parle Dans les maisons de nos collines Nobles dames, gentils seigneurs

yay tall okay ya'll A smidget stack is midget mack Dat mean it's gon stay small Told dem I don't see nobody I'm a rappin ray charles (I don't see nobody

(Keith Stegall/Charlie Craig) I work a forty hour week and I earn my keep And I try to walk proud and tall I keep my nose to the ground, I don't get

We stepped in here like G-G-G'yeah You a balla, let me see it You a shot caller, let me see it Bout them dollars, let me see it Pop ya collar, G-G-G'yeah

Fils de ministre de Charles-Quint Fils du garde des sceaux du Royaume de Naples et de Sicile Secretaire d'etat Chef du conseil des Pays-Bas Archeveque

[A-1] Yeah [E-40] Seven-oh-seven [A-1] Yeah.. Charlie Hustle [E-40] Playa, playa [A-1] What's wrong with these old niggaz man? D-Day, what's wrong with

Ha ha ha haa Brothers and sisters we're gathered here today to listen to a young man that's on fiiya You sittin in the church wit Reverend Charlie Murphy

I heard x 4 Gucci catch tha prudent nigga its a movement low mojo everybody gotta cush pack Yea it fells tall thats ten million dollars Gucci mane la flare imma pop my collar