Timbs on the boulevard of many ruff cities I'll have to Norman Bate ya, I love ta hate ya 'Cause youse a freak by nature, can't wait to face ya, mutilate ya
] I'll have to Norman Bate ya I love ta hate ya Cause youse a freak by nature Can't wait to face ya, mutilate ya Drink your style down straight wit no
Превод: LL Cool J. I Shot Ya (Remix).
Превод: Основание. I Shot Ya (Remix).
the fold now (Come On) [P. Did] Ladies tell me if your feelin {*alright*} [Rhymes] And are ya sure that your up for doin it {*all night*} [P. Did] I
I will be there in 10 seconds flat You know I got your back I'll be there just in time to counteract Sometimes I'm unforget cooth My S5 bulletproof
more 2 seaters got three hoes Foreign bitch she got 3 golds Speakin' of shots, lets take one 20 bands in that take one Young n-gga you crazy F-ck ya
ya in ya face, you'll be chicken teriyaki While I'm on that new thug passion, that Belvedere and Saki Chopping bricks with some chop sticks, i told you i
record remix remix Ay yo Trey, let me get 'em, Now look Everybody know that when I step up in the building and I'm doin' what I'm doin' I be crowdin'
uterus Sexing in the ass, ay Martin, when wifey comes home Get the dough and I'm departing I wanna see if you can make me scream I hate ya Give me back shots
up I oughta duct tape your infant daughter Show y'all soldier ass niggaz, I'm Murder City's Sergeant Slaughter Guaranteed to get more cut than a barber I
it off, lines is visible. I battle, I challenge, I rhyme my syllables. Sound like Bone, that's dispicable. I'll put you in I.C.U. I see you is not original
I, ain't I, ain't I, ain't I still putting on? Ain't I, ain't I, ain't I, ain't I, ain't I, ain't I, ain't I? Ain't I smoking strong? Ain't I putting
's happening Party still have them squares if a nigga wouldn't rep me First I undress ya then i'm jumping off the dresser I see you like my money girl I
baby what's happening Party still have them squares if a nigga wouldn't rep me First I undress ya then i'm jumping off the dresser I see you like my money girl I
ya head, neck and face And I'ma give you that shot, rest in peace [Chorus] [Hook] [Benzino] I spend my whole life tryin to get paid for this I
like a tiger You shot me like owww let me bite ya [Verse 4: Fabolous] I make you say aah just like I'm your doctor All I prescribe is cranberry and vodka Then I