the law and order cowboy likes to play big boss of the u.s.a. he acts like a second-rate uncle man but hollywood ain't washington he says beware of the
Fordítás: H Wood. Lehet, hogy Ön (Punk Rock Chick).
gon' walk to it Get a ounce, get a woods, everybody spark to it Every dawg, every blood in the hood, bark to it Get the ounce, get the woods, everybody
chionn 'S A?rA? sheacht m'anam dA©ag thA? 's tA? 'fA©achaint orm anall Buachailleacht bA?, mo leo, nA?r chleacht mise ariamh Ach ag imirt 's ag A?l le h
'ma let you know These *** is actin' and puttin' on a fashion show We done checked these ***, met these *** Man, I don't respect these *** I'm a real motherf*** T H
if you think I'm jiggy nigga Key to life, Puff, used to be with Biggie nigga Yeah, S H E E K L O U C H B E sick in the H E A D I worry when y'all stop
she hailed from Kansas Right now she just lampin', chillin' on campus Sent me a picture with her feelin' on Candice Who said her favorite rapper was the late great Francis W-H
Its the young don still chasin after daughters. Chasin after hoes, ridin of 4s. Everytime i ride i be on my tiptoes. Ridin through the lane, holdin wood
you know that he's rollin tight Im gonna bring him in and Im comin down Im comin down pop trunk, Im out that H-town (Yungstar) Out H-town showin surround
to Houston, Texas and see swangaz and 'lacs And don't forget to tell the people that the legends are back, yeah [Slim Thug] It's Slim Thug showing H
run the game I got my eighty-fours tippin, wood grain I'm grippin I'm swayin lane to lane with my pinky ring glistenin And on my H-Town set, all my cars
[Killa Kyleon] Run that back up in the hood again, wh-where it's all good again Ri-ridin candy slab, gr-grippin on that wood again I got that bread, I
nigga say The music all slow and the bitches all pretty Me and Pimp about to do it for the city in this thing [Chorus - Drake] What up? What up? H-Town
finish me 'Cuz if not, if I get the chance, I'm do you Your shit all off the hood, the clips go buckin' me good The shells get stuck in the wood, Starks
Yo, legend, what's good, legend, what's going on? (Yo, we gotta do the intro over and all that, right?) Ice H2O (Ight, keep all that, keep all that)
stand on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop It's the mister fo fifth told 'em cookin' coke with baking soda Dub roller, pro smoker, wood gripper, pistol
i dont rest in gettin chips outta strippa mexicans stay dough n da game aint free wheels spin like ceilin fans wood grain up in my hand pocket full
your fat chicken-ass tosnack on,bitch!So here, start wit' a slice of this fresh piggy pie, mother fuka!The first little piggy, his house is made of wood
