Traduction: Les entreprises. Nous allons Take 'em Sur.
reckon on our call We'll take 'em on We're coming back they got it wrong We're coming back we shall be strong And now they reckon that we'll spoil their
You take me on your odyssey, keep the drama off of me You love to get on top of me, when I get you wet and watery We sizzo and uh, we doing our thug thizzo
that we Gs You see all the crowns, you know that we kings, you notice the rings Everywhere we go, we roll with the team, yeah And you know that we lasers
Brooklyn, they found in a Bronx lot Rifles on the roof, yeah we got him by a long shot We don't fire warning shots, niggas fire on swat And if they get
, ya ballas, ya macs, ya gorrilla pimps that take what they want Ya all-star pimps... Pimps that (?) Pimps wit nothin but the Gators on ya feet (Preach to em
of crazy shit I'm the youngen hoes tryna make a baby with 'cause it'll make 'em rich Know I'm headed to the money So these funny little girls wanna take
five piece that's how I be I'm proud of me I'm so G I'm carry out with it Who are ya'll kiddin Nigga I live it can't get in my business Can't get with
and my eyes red cause of all that haze Don't blow my high let me shine drumma on da beat let me take my time Nigga want beef we can take it outside, fuck
'm Like A Spaceship Lights Everywhere Make Em' Bright Anywhere Got The Sun On My Neck Full Moon On My Wrist Da-Daimonds In My Mouth And It's All On A
keep our thing undercover, so nobody know what we do Long as we do it like that, we can do it long Make it a while since we did it last, so we do it strong
Gotta get em all, gotta get em dead When I'm filling the bed, put a infrared to the head Everybody come up dead, better get on or get stole on Nigga better get on
If you like the smooth, let him, you don't dig em? Don't sweat 'em You want 'em? Play like your panties and t-shirt and let 'em wet 'em [Murphy Lee]
to jump'll find hisself gettin swept off his feet by the pump I put that on my moms, word to the motherfuckin trigger Before I go broke I'll be a drug
get out the grind But the block kept on callin' me back Fiends kept on callin' for crack So I supply 'em wit' that Gave 'em a reasonable fee Nigga don't blame it on
you'll never hear that side of the story So uhh, we finna do this shit like this It's like I tell my niggaz, keep your eyes on these bitches They love
better keep your mind on the real shit And fuck trying to get with these crooked ass hypocrites They way they see it, we was meant to be keep down Just can't understand why we