hurt you, torture and desert you Take a hot poker and stick it where the Sun don't shine..then watch you die Cause I, I'm having a bad day So get out
Traduction: Get Set Go. Ces fils de pute Die.
to hurt you, torture and desert you Take a hot poker and stick it where the Sun don't shine..then watch you die Cause I, I'm having a bad day So get
go, betta leave my dough Verse 2: [Missy] I'ma fool for you (yea) But you seem to think my love's a joke (it aint a joke boo) I get no love from you
Get out the way You know the set, holmes And my A. stompin' Walkin' in my big brown boots Flossin' Stankin' eagle, that's my roots Motherfucker [Chorus
-=Baby Bash=- Which way did he go? Which way did he go? Which way did he go? [Chorus: A-Wax] This ain't nothin' new to me Look at what they do to me
it revolve Niggas love when you broke but they hate when you get large Wait for you to slip and try to find a way to get you robbed Run in ya crib and
throw thick stacks of trap at 'em Strut through like a slick mack and rap at 'em When they act a fool I chick smack and jap at 'em (go and get ya man
dollars to get them hoes in the back seat Got tired of that then he set some goals Hoping this rap shit it'll get his home a get-to-go Oh, never thinking
Z-Ro:] When it get gangsta, I don't see too many niggaz repping they set But in front of these dog ass hoes, they rep it to death There go Z-Ro the Crooked
I sell my soul A nigga like me'll do my whole sentence, with no parole Damn it I'm tired of falling short, everytime I set a goal But if we get pulled
s a game, but I've been working on a straight aim I'm ready to kill If I can't get to myself when you want to get leid by set of bitch got skills (Chorus
off of ya Me and Dougie, my motherfucking brother R.I.P., to my motherfucking mother That's the Dorothy Marie McVay Matthew There's ten toes planted, in my motherfucking
Y'all niggaz, don't really wanna go to war (It's Dat Nigga Daz and Z-Ro, knocking down your door) [Z-Ro] Motherfuckers don't wanna go to war Somebody
I know it's gonna go through one [Hook] [Z-Ro] I'm not your kin folk, so I suggest you get out of dodge 1-25 road raging, ready to get out and squab
I'm 220 with a 45 And I be set tripping, ready to wet niggaz and wet women I stand alone me and my chrome, Southside representing Don't need no motherfucking
in they click, why they be lying When automatics start bucking, they turn them monkeys on the vine Trying to get away, from the drama But my barrel be spinning, like a set
