Traduction: Low Down. Like A Pimp (G Mix).
Traduction: South Park Mexican. Fille Thug (feat. Basse-g, Pimpstress).
Traduction: South Park Mexican. Qui est là (feat. Basse-g, Marilyn Rylander).
(feat. Coast) [Chorus x4] You can't hold me down [Coast] I spit this to the blabber mouths, of the media all critics Who trying to kill the spark of
[Low-G] En el segundo, won't you come and step to my mundo El prisionero, este jale si me muero Es mi destino, leavng muertos en el camino Soy assesino
Are you the one to fell victim, to you desires I'm the nigga like a mesire carried Mariah Rasheed and Low-G we here to make the spirits higher [Low-G
.S.A. All my niggas, my bitches, My muthafuckin' primos, my nephews, And all my muthafuckin' raza, You already know, we the Lone Star Riders, Low-G, Happy
Gotta keep it on the down low I'll never let my mama know Only call him on my cell phone, only see him after dark I met him on the 6 train, just the
L.A., then come back to Virginia Then call, Maganoo, to see if he's got some indo Then back to the crib to pick up my brother, G G don't forget, to bring
on you, and the beef get to kickin' (Ha) Yeah, I'm tryin' to stay out, the mix though Cause every once in a while, they get to get low Kick those, hun
I'm the boss like Tony Danza Puttin' hands on muthafuckas actin' up Give me fifty feet betta back tha fuck up Me and Juan Gotti smashin' outta T-town Lookin' low G
(Low-G) Ghetto Soldier, I?m representin? from that Houston Second Ward, that be the place where I do my dirt Kick in doors, sellin? Dope, Only my God
you was Faith I let you slide in my home, you was safe I thought my ability to provide you stability Was what was really G, okay silly me I was Billy
sunk lower than the shipwreck They call me bar-for-bar 'cause I spit the better lines The white bitch got rich like Federline F**k a g-pack, I'll show
ride) [Fabolous - 2x] To the beat y'all! Till the motherfucking champagne and weed is gone! [Verse - Fabolous] I'm so VIP, and Notorious for doing it B.I.G
yeah (oh yeah) [Verse 3: Fabolous] It's the kid with the D. O. double G. After blowing 3-4 dubs of trees My eyes are below double g's After sipping pin
huh, Oh! Yeah, Yeah, Uh! Uh! Yeah, Uh Uh! They call me G-H-E-T-T-O Black star power, like B-E-T shows I'm usually pullin up in the G-T slow Flashing
1] Rollin, gold two seater Stash in the dash Hole through heaters Blockahhhhh put holes through beaters Ghetto Fab stroll through Cheetahs Ballin, Brooklyn don Addicted to Cris' hooked on Dom 15 G