Fordítás: 7A3. Mindenki Get Loose.
the truth Everybody in the house, we're gonna get loose Yo, break it down now Ah yeah Ha-ha [VERSE 2: Bret E.B.] Let's get it started, get the crowd
the Ghetto Style Bass Ghetto, get up Ghetto, get up Ghetto, get up Ghetto, get up Ghetto, get up Ghetto, get up Ghetto, get up Ghetto, get up To some
on the Prowler Blaze up a blunt as I tell you all about it Kill'a of the Hill'a, crawl like caterpillar Pour a fo-fo up in my grapes as for real'a This
po, Coco's a no no This girl I'll have you spending mo doe And never ever date a woman with a set of a horns and a pointed tail as a logo Now Im trippin
still get paid shit Don't even have enough money to pay my motherfuckin rent I gotta do a little hustle Shit man, there's a black and a white side Is there a
to the bar and get the bartender To mix me one of my customized drinks without the blender Get everybody up in the club up in here off the numb-numb juice Vodka, 7
get us, But don't fuck with us, Verse 3: Peter Gunz: Gunz (7x) Movin and groovin And showin (fade) Ay yo I blast in the door, Everybody get the fuck
You wanna have a circle-jerk? Aynsley: The who? Guy From Alabama: Circle-jerk. Aynsley: A circle jerk? What's that? Guy From Alabama: That's where you get everybody
jackson won't remember the time So here I come a bombing every time I home in to Off a funky drummer boom I get hot as donna summers Cause I reigh supreme as a
test a, 25 lighters on my dressa' , yes ah, breakfast being served by a hoe that look like Genie, she press my every wish and keeps a tight ass bikini tini, tiny as a
do shit differently than all of the rest Can't afford to let a link be, loose in the chain It's time for us to get mad more, juice in the game You're
Make no money, go out and [G] play Get drunk and pick a [Am] fight Sin works best in the [G] night Chorus: Everybody's missing the [Am] sun Everybody
we do shit differently than all of the rest Can't afford to let a link be, loose in the chain It's time for us to get mad more, juice in the game You'
wit my CREWin (Come on) (Get down, get down, get down) [VERSE 3] I cop a little beat for the Yo to come off on Anyway you ride it, you still can get
back on the case: It's Luke Skyywalker and the Ghetto Style Bass! Ghetto Get up [Verse 2: Brother Marquis] To some, "Ghetto" is a name; to others a
hip hop, hip hop) Turn my mic up a little bit (hip hop) Hit some of this Cali guido(hip hop) Listen to some muthafuckin'... (hip hop) Everybody got a
the case: It's Luke Skyywalker and the Ghetto Style Bass! {Ghetto} {Get up} Verse 2: Brother Marquis To some, "Ghetto" is a name; to others a tradition
