di nuovo solo ora che sto per svegliarmi donna tarantola,schivero una pallottola ma mioddio non sopravvivero al tuo addio RIT Nella notte note killer
saro di nuovo solo ora che sto per svegliarmi donna tarantola,schivero una pallottola ma mioddio non sopravvivero al tuo addio RIT Nella notte note killer
it for da luv of life A whole piece i aint never lied I put my weed hand in da sky I put my weed hand in da sky [V1:] The smokes killing off my lungs
The Goons That I Move With Homies, Guns, Vest & Boots On That Platoon Shit Best, Artist In The West Yes, Liturally The Fans Comparing Me To Who? Come On, Ya Killin
bless me To keep on breathing leaving niggas unconscience When I'm punching I'm going hard in the paint, so pack a lunch To the niggas that we killing
Flattered by your wish to kill me, I push pixels on and out. I blush at your request to kill me. This thank-you note is for faking it. We're working in
G-Kill Avec un mot, une phrase, un texte j'peux crever des tympans, Pousser les jeunes a nek le systeme Vas-y guette un peu, l'impulsion qu'ont les mots
a ghetto near you Street fame (bust) Comin to a ghetto near you Street fame All out warfare, eye for a eye Bustin on my enemies bad boy killing
Intro: *the first three notes of Taps plays* M.A. Parks, C57797, you have a visitor Right there, stall three Hi baby. Whassup honey? Hey you know it
? [Kanye West] Heart beat, a heart beat, I need a heart beat, a heart beat... [Chorus] Tell me would you kill to save your life? Tell me would you kill
[Intro] Yeah.. Its 50 One shot, One kill, What's the deal? Yeah, what's the deal? Listen.. [Chorus] Lil' homie, when it rains it pours Hollow Tips and
ain't far from broke Got anought heart to sell weed but you scared of dope I wouldn't snitch on my peoples if the feds grabbed me Yo ass would hit more notes
Ah-real ah really never thought I would be here, First n foremost I'd like da thank god... For making me special! You know niggas wanna kill me I stay
Ladies and gentlemen Welcome aboard Official Nastee Airlines, flight 188 Intro/Chorus: Onyx Kill it in the club, baby show some love My real thugs,
[Note: The lyrics form a secret message from the first letter of each word] You obviously, underestimate Seay's unruly cadence Killin crumbs, rippin
my folk we ain't no joke don't turn this into a murder scene I'm paranoid, tone misquoted should not since my early teens but I'm drop that note, grab