Have you heard about big red? They even bought a bee bread rig To help the flowers in the mean space They're tryin' to make that place green Hope the
Have you heard about big red? They even bought a beebread rig To help the flowers in mean space They're trying to make that place green Hope the trees
Traduction: Frank Black. Big Red.
the death of a dynasty! So I told Vibe Magazine Workin' with Dr.Dre was a "DREAM! " I had visions of makin' a classic Then my world turned black, like
niggas) Black Ed, Killa Black, Wee-Wop (real niggas) Body G, Divine, Hot Day (real niggas) J.L., Earnie, Q.T. (real niggas) Karate Joe, Big Killa, Beefstick
lake five movie deal with Disney damn I'm getting busy like Dizzy Calepsi 20 mil check from Pepsi let's see, red benz and black porsche ??? room suburban
out I'm the 'trife one, Cease, you got weed let me light one Girls of different cultures Chinese to the white ones Home players, wild thing girl slayers Cuties, big booties, Big gave Coogies Black
sermon, the hood reverand Blunted eyes red, C-Class, a hundred times five red CD's blast, speed fast, haters drop dead I'm gorgeous black Goddess flip
(M. G. Greaves) Frank loved the blue Big open skies Played an old concertina Singing loola lullabies Frank loved an angel With black Spanish eyes And
or ya' stuck When the choppers releasin Lettin' out them optimo demons screamin' red demon From the uptown region and I'm here to represent it Benz I'm spittin all black
just a young nigga hangin with the thugs From the ghetto so a nigga learned to slang drugs, From ozs, to flip keys, Eye blood red shot nigga smokin dank
it out I'm the trife one, Cease you got weed, let me light one Girls of different cultures, chinese to the white ones Home players, wild thing girl slayers Cuties, big booties, Big gave Coogies Black
days of pain, my name, how to sell cocaine And I was taught to buy guns so big when I go to the roof I can aim and shoot down a plane, Infa-Red's my
all go on little niggas (Chorus) [Funkmaster Flex] Big dog pit bulls! Funk Flex, Big Kap! Cipher sounds! Mr. Cee! Johnny Walker Red, DJ Kiore! Frank
to leave his stern employ. Jeff simmons: And quit the group! Bad concience: You'll make it big! Jeff simmons: That's right. Bad concience: Of course
more hoes then Frank Ward So call me the fat cat And don't mind putting the fool in dirt Run up to me and my family and watch me put in work Big Ken
