Traduction: Doa. Bleu au brun.
billow out and the air turns from blue to brown. climb high, look down see the air's turned a blackish brown. what was once a scenic view has developed a
le rap a Parkinson [Refrain] Tu veux de la 0.9, des pilules ? OK J'ai les chicots qui rayent le bitume, OK Rien a envier a Rocco, laisse, laisse Pourquoi
in it for the money I'm in it for the P (or is it D) It's 1998 yo and you still can't fuck with me You don't be fuckin' with the blue eye Fuckin' with
s a lot o' fun! Thing-Fish: (D'ja get any on ya down dere?) Ensemble: We's doin' everything! We's a lot o' fun! Thing-Fish: (How'd YOU like to use
when y'was livin' in de card-bo'd hut? Rhonda: HARRY . . . HARRY . . . hey! HARRY! Fucking wor-r-r-mmmmmmmmmm! I want a DIVORCE, HARRY! Harry: Not
ridin through Fifth Ward Lookin for the Rap-A-Lot office Tryna kick a flow and hopin Rap-A-Lot offers me a deal Had to keep it trill so I can bust Like
did with the raw Pick a time, let's pick apart some stores Pick a weekend for freaking for figure 4's I figure frauds never hit a lick before So they
don't fuckin give a god damn Twisted Brown gets down with no assistance We won't quit until we're banned from existence Persistance pays if that holds true Then I'm a
your krew tight, shoo get a clue, you belong in the Zoo, Yup, swingin' from a rope eatin' cantaloupe, Or woke in a boat like a frog and croak, Don't
plain Living lifestyles, blazin' on the Mary Jane Kottonmouth gonna send ya.. right back where you venture Now green boards Blue sky Stress free No try Green bud D dub's call it O
the hard time living to the sleepless nights And the black and blue body from the weekend fights He'd say: [Chorus] L.I.F.E.G.O.E.S.O.N. You've got
From the hard time living to the sleepless nights And the black and blue body from the weekend fights He'd say [Chorus] L.I.F.E.G.O.E.S.O.N. You've got
so, you brown and small like Toto You're bitch made like Dorothy You belong in a soroioty, I'm a call you Cocoa Like candy, go sing a song with Brandy
bar Shout out to John Dough The Whole Lench Mob Shout out to Rick Ross Because I Run This I was a Trill nigga bitch when I wasn't rich Shout out to Brown
get two They come in burgundy, but I'ma paint mine blue I can't come through half steppin' I keep me a cane as a potental weapon Slap a bitch or beat a
