of the jam you'll rock I'm a lyrical game on the heels of fame And the world is glad that Cool J came You'll rock Now I'm a dedicate this rhyme to my
the jam you'll rock I'm a lyrical game on the heels of fame And the world is glad that Cool J came You'll rock!! (LL Cool J) Now I'm a dedicate this
Превод: LL Cool J. Ще Rock.
's right to hear? You? Hey, PMRC, you stupid fucking assholes The sticker on the record is what makes 'em sell gold Can't you see, you alcoholic idiots
Cleveland rocks, Cleveland rocks Cleveland Cleveland rocks, Cleveland rocks Bone Thugs sing wit me yeah Cleveland is the city that we come from Cleveland
I'm refusing to be Scarface seem to say I'm the king, you a fool if you think There's another young new rapper dude out there cooler than me (Haha) I
you in the head when I'm buckin' tha pound And I told you that I'm holiday Styles, let's celebrate Heard you gettin' money, I'll rob you right now And
and went to hit myi team call me dougie dougie dougie dougie ca ca call me J J J J ca ca call me dougie dougie dougie Ca ca call me J J J J [Chorus:]
dirty mouth When I see you again I'ma cuss you out, biatch! That's my gift, now all you rappers get to say that shit I wont sue you, but that's the trademark
room 510 on the mattress If you do it right then I'll be back bitch Another showdown, in yo' town Let everybody know you my ho now I'm feelin' way too cool
t come, I'll get up and make some First you crawl before you walk First you think before you talk I found in life that you wear a hard hat Protect your
eye on you Deadshot aim, as free throws keep comin' down like rain You feelin' me, I'm feelin' you The monstar again, I'm tellin' you Pass me the rock
Bitch you got some fantastic legs, you can get 'til that ass get red You can get 'til that ass get red Bizarre you get him and him, Swift you get him
, hold up, look at how I showed up I blowed up had a hole up in my pocket now its sowed up They feenin for that crack, you know that rock, I got that product You
Mill [Meek Mill] Yo I said I'm swaggin' out in my Cool Greys, no LL, but these cool Js And my wrist froze, but I'm cool sha', like a bald head, I'm
Staubach No Cafe But We Had Them Hard Rocks For The Bread They'll Throw You Off Of Dark Docks So Before Ya Heart Stop Or The Narcs Knock I Gotta Give It To You
true, you can't trust it (trust it) If you never had it (had it) then you can never miss it (miss it) But looks can be deceivin, so don't you get it twisted
