Traduction: Scrap jeunes. Nasty Mind.
Traduction: Scrap jeunes. En regardant sur une ville.
rap:] like what it is where it at what's popin shorty show me where it at [singing:] she said she like it when the bass drop [Verse 3: Young Scrap] She
uh uh uh ah chea come and talk to me/uh-uh-uh-uh check it out! verse 1- now c the young boy handsome, ma quite sexy i beat it with a bat if the young
[Verse One:] When I was young me and my mama had beef Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets Though back at the time, I never thought I'd see
we burn the other week Now we got him in a smash, blast How long will it last 'til the po' gettin mo' cash Until then, raise up! Tell my young black males
bitch, Fuck em' all) (young noble) Come put your hands up in the air, It's a middle finger affair, yeah (That's right bitch, Fuck em' all) (young
You are appreciated Verse One: 2Pac When I was young me and my mama had beef Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets Though back at the time,
convince you I have waited for you and adjusted for you and I'm done I have deferred to you and enabled you and I'm done You're too young or you're
girl And we cant leave her, not like that, not like that! But damn, I think she gone! Here come the po-pos and we scrap, scrap! So we made our getaway
Everyday it was almost the same thang 'Cause it's all about survival of the fittest What you are about to hear will portray The image of a young black
Coup Looking Like Orange Juice When Them Niggas See The Truth They Dont Be Knowing What To Do Yeah Im Scrap The Youngest In The Nation Young Nigga Quit
touch your trick, what? Outz in the area tearing things up [Young Zee] Yea Your girl could suck my dick chewing Big Red Till she choke and scrape
side of me, and my brother ride I don't rap for the plaques My contract's signed just for scraps to get you wacked Nigga, with a gun, with a shank, with
me Dear God, I wonder can you save me I'm only eighteen, so I'm a young buck It's a riot, if I don't scrap, I'm getting stuck But that's the life of a
topic so stop and gimme my props, kid I'm livin large like a fat bitch So get back, bitch, I'm hard to bogart, for the faggots This young black kid, a
Murder was the case that they gave me Dear God, I wonder can you save me? I'm only eighteen, so I'm a young buck It's a ride, if I don't scrap, I'm gettin