Laissez nous faire et laissez nous dire Ce que l'on a sur le coeur Laissez nous le faire en douceur Le dire avec des fleurs C'est un bouquet de
wanna beef My Fendi knits be 3X so you can't see whats tucked underneath And I might not even drop Just take my advance and make a small town in Cleveland pop
nigga worldwide, not just in Texas I think I'm bout to lose my mind, aggravated and restless I don't want to die [Z-Ro] Look at how they made me, traditon systems
God bless been me, trust me. I wanna show ya'll more thing about the ghetto. See the ghetto is a case a pop, lollipop, all of them pop there Yeah, I and
the gun [*fires*] and cold-iced him And I'm a victim of society I got societal ills It's harder to pay bills than pop pills They send a brother off to
For the first time from Jamaica Dillinger and Leroy Smart Delroy Wilson, your cool operator Ken Boothe for UK pop reggae With backing bands sound systems
up say what up, make a major scene! Stunt! - Flash the cream, nine laser beam, It's hard to miss your team; jus' follow that dot, then pop! [gunshot] [
from a different crew, you fuck with me, I'll get to you A clip or two'll cripple you, just 'cause I ain't got shit to do Pistol pop, a pussy drop, drama
up Everybody mad when their paper dont stack right When I come around y'all niggas better act right When we got the tops down, you can hear the system
My glock pop from blocks you can feel it g-g-g-g-g-g, it's the muthaf-ckin unit! my shit knock for blocks, you can hear it g-g-g-g-g?its the muthaf-ckin
My glock pop from blocks you can feel it G-G-G-G-G-G, It's the muthafuckin unit! My shit knock for blocks, you can hear it G-G-G-G-G...Its the muthafuckin
proof With the drink till the burn is gone, hit the dancefloor like a scene from soft porn Before it pop, make me sign a disclaimer Try to get me on some pop
feed Mane we do it for family Murder kidnap and hustle They say life is a struggle I can't stay outta trouble [Verse 2] Pop that (pop that) Pistol if
le quartier, Tous les week-end c?etait boom surboum Hoya oh ! Y'avait les fetiches, les Djinahouroux Black Devils, Djinns music, new system Pop On etait Pop
advance and bought a style We the only crew that came original while a lot of other brothers just mimic the pile The pile that's only designed for pop
but I got cash Man I tell ya'll women Playin the game, worthin children to make a livin She don't need a 9 to 5 cause she work in the system, bitches
G music plays on, plays on) It won't stop, thug music plays on (plays on) I wanna holla, I need to talk to the world The system haters, even though sometimes