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Traduction: Craquelin. Je fais du vélo (Secret Track 88 Sur Hat kérosène).
Traduction: Craquelin. Je fais du vélo.
new shit I?m doing it all like I like what i do I do what i like I could quit and get it back like i?m riding a bike Like stop... ...bring it back, bring
for my Air Max 95s Told Banks when i met him imma ride And if I gotta die rather homicide I ain't have 50 Cent when my Grandmomma died Now i'm goin
like tennessee (ugh!) I cut ya I cut ya til the white meat And my partner pushin more crack than a bike seat I smoke the best I get my dro from california
Love to see my mama cry, love to see my babies struggle Love to see my woman juggle nuts 'cause she got to hustle I don't give a fuck how my life go Now I
scare I made it from birth and i got here She knows my purpose wasn't purpose I ain't perfect i care But i feel worthless cause my shirts wasn't matchin my
Riding through the city on my bike all day Cause the filth took away my license It doesn't get me down and I feel OK Cause the sights that I'm seeing
the silence [Angel De Mar] I aee you, I see you, I see you, I see you, I seee youu I see you, I see you, I see you, I see you, I seeee youuu *vocalizing
stay flizz I got a date at eight, I'm in a seven forty 'fizz I've And I just bought a bike so I can ride til' I die With a matchin' jacket 'bout to
Riding through the city on my bike all day ?Cause the filth took away my license It doesn't get me down and I feel okay ?Cause the sights that I'm seeing
by a hoe I break a bitch down then I'm off with the dough I'm so hungry, I can't wait to eat I ride brand new shit down the street Life is a game of
nobody tell it for me You have well informed me and I am well aware that I don't belong here You've made that perfectly clear I get my ass kicked Damn
The Don's stay flizz-I, got a date at 8, I'm in a 740'fizz-I've And I just bought a bike so I can ride til' I die With a matchin' jacket, 'bout to cop
Devil, I'd rather marry Oprah. Yeah, you got it, I'm pro-black, and my skills are so phat, I pay my dues, I don't owe jack. You bite my style, I can
