you off my mind All I do is think of you Day and night that's all I do I can't get you off my mind Thinking about All I do is think of you Day and night
Fordítás: Csapat. All I Do Is Think Of You.
word on the street is that I'm still that nigga (What you talkin' bout) Livin' my life 'n I'ma get it all no matter the price When I did it you know I
, y'all niggas is worthless in the money market I'm buck you ain't worth shit, nigga what? Think about it, shorty what you drivin' stoned by your daddy
I'm showing you that I will be ordering itch Inside the new world, doing what I got to do to make Brown for my seeds I will bleed before a man tries to
too far so I say "Fuck y'all, fuck y'all, y'all, y'all haters All, y'all, y'all, y'all haters" Black nigga killa, killa, killa, killa Black nigga killa
at? I know where that poochy's at, you boochie ass Pretty boy, you was a fag I think he a fuckin' whiteboy I'm a motorcycle I was born to ride psycho
defendant please stand Is there anything you wish to say on this matter Before sentencing Bizzy Bone? No man You know the muthafucka did it Well the court sentences you
: All over the world. All across the nation. We all across the nation. Thugs all over the world. All over the world. All across the nation. We all across
you go When I pop, pop, pop (Pop, pop) That funk 'll gon' blow you away Playa hation strikes a nerve everyday Oh, gotta say, fuck all, y'all, all y'all
Break it down for me What you want me to do, What you want me to do What you want me to do, What you want me to do I got in-trouble rhymes to adapt
? What's the matter? Why you gotta treat us like scum? Is it that a nigga's doin' a tad bit better than you? And brutality is all that you crackers can do
I'll destroy a slew of you niggaz, one at a time I'm the last of a kind, you God-damn right You can never beat that, I'm just glad you see that Is this
pound, thank you man" -- Tim Dog (repeat 4X) It's sick you sick I'm sicker, I flick a flea flicker Think of thatI boa constrictor but the venom I inflicta is stricter, I stick I
you Com is gonna come (X3) And check it out ha. Verse 1: My raps do laps around tracks to the days The idiot vibin' I'm the comma comma Chamelion I
underground crown is still large See, I rap for a livin' probably rap 'til I die If you dope, where you been at? Your raps is a lie I'm all real, the
your brain, I'm comin' at you like a boa-crane Even through the cold and rain, I penetrate through all weather Eliminate who you call better It's all,
