wing! Do the chicken wing! Yeah Just remember one thing Keep on bouncin' I wanna thank MC D Love, DJ Danger, KJ2 (i think? xD) And my main man, Big Rob
Mannen arligt vem bryr sig om att du gjort me ken, 1998 satt jag bang varenda kvall mannen knulla brudar pippa luder fucka bitches kom o titta pa mitt
Traduction: Barbershop BO. P. Diddy, Black Rob, Big Azz Ko-Kaine, G. Dep, Foxy Brown, Craig Mack - et nous.
Traduction: Black Rob. Big In Japan.
Traduction: Notorious Big. Si je dois mourir avant que je Wake (feat. Beanie Siegal, Black Rob, Ice Cube).
At? Where Brooklyn At? Brooklyn Where Brooklyn Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brook! Brook! Brook! [Fabolous:] Im Righthere Big
hatred only made me wanna cake ya - fuck you Wherever I see you nigga I'ma buck you And put a hole in your chest that's big enough to drive a truck through
hatred only made me wanna cake it fuck you Whenever I see you nigga I'm a buck you And put a hole in ya chest that's big enough to drive a truck through
[feat. Paul Cain] [Fabolous:] It goes however I wanted to These bitches never say can't I just call it angel, she look like heaven in pants Big house
lie Few done it like I Its three to look at the coupe its two hundred to buy Yeah I'm big with the bittys Do it big in the city Without Jigga or Fitty
Dt-Dt-Dt On your mobile phone Dt-Dt-Dt On your mobile phone You Fuck my Man and Wreck my home, I'll get my bro to rob your phone [x4] You Big Dummy Now
It's Us The Way Them Doors No Longer Swing They Lift Up The Way Them Boys Gon' Do They Things With Big Bucks. Big Homes, Big Diamond Rings, And Big Trucks
, and we'll go in there Nothin' left to do but comit a sin there And that was in my hopte, but when I show up in my big body with' the gloss All of the
It's beginning to be a full time job, just to survive Tell me why I get pulled over, when I'm standing still Why my homies wanna rob me, for my big face
[Lil' Flip] Rest in peace Big Mello, we gon miss you nigga Man I done lost so many homies, I need tissue nigga Taking million dolla pictures, me and all
out You can call me the post man, all I do is follow my mail route I got a stank ass attitude, excuse me nigga you have to move See these big old niggaz
And dem say dem not running gun and dem things deh. And be here things in a ghetto Seen, man no stop kill man. Seen, man no stop rob man. A no dem things
slugs up in 'em But that's trippin', and that ain't my sport I'd rather lamp up my cirb and flip to rob a port I sip my v-dozen on the street, bump my
