samples de pop, mais tout ceux-la je les stoppe, a base de popopop! REFRAIN: Seine-Saint-Denis Style! Fous donc ton gilet par balle, a base de popopopop
it But wouldn't blow if George Jung wrote it I cough on the chorus, sneeze on that loose leaf Napkin Nigga my loogies eat tracks up Now while my fan base
'traverse le caire dinguerie braque par les cameras 360 degres en pop panamera personne a debute plus bas que moi a part l'era dans les gros titres a base
NIRO: Jarrive cette fois bien plus feroce qu'avant Mission suicide me suit dans mon elan Au nom du hip hop je viens clasher les adeptes de la pop En
All all around the world same song [Shock G] I came for the party to get naughty get my rocks on eat popcorn watch you move your body to the pop song
the bodies... Verse Two: Tupac So mandatory my elevation my lyrics like orientation So you can be more familiar with tha nigga you facin We must be based
I'm gonna cut your face Ya heard me? Last thing I need is to catch a new case I don't know nothing about them high heads but I sell base Ya heard me?
a go get out and after go get it, so if you're getting prosperity I wanna hate it I make the odd look good turn base into base line Punch line, wait
delicate diamond hits Transatlantic [?] Can you hear m e 1, 2, check And in my Carnegie dress I rock with the best I bit the apple of pop pop music I
[2x] Bring on the rhythm; bring on the drums The rim shack sound like someone gunned (Pop! Pop!) There go your ear drums So raise the volume to the maximum Base
this ones to the wall Ain't no game like a game of Hardball [Verse 2: Lil' Zane] This goes out to them jocks that stay on my jock, throwin the pop Keep
hate losin to those who walk away with my dough cause I dozed, Tracy broke me And now she wanna see the resident provokin me to pop wheelies on my bicycle
when I say shone, I be talkin' bout sex. Say little mama, You know I'm gonna make you holla. Walk in the club, And we gonna toss a couple dollars. I pop
to make it rain in a hundred dollar bills We throwing paper planes Riding through the N.O. Red Marc Jacob frames We disappear like David Blaine And pop
Hit snatch with my khakis on, Aladdin Lounge In Mark Jacobs denim and Don Magli's on I'm a gangsta and the birds they love it 20 with a babyface and sit on base
thing to make it rain in a hundred dollar bills We throwing paper planes Riding through the N.O. Red Marc Jacob frames We disappear like David Blaine And pop