Traduction: Équipage de débit Ill. Rebondir.
to the side now what the fuck you gon do? throw on my beanie, hoodie and burners and proceed to? ready for all the next crew word billy, sincerely clearly
see you soon at the next spot The crew got you bouncing and dropping your eye Making you ?? Tss tsss tsss, I'ma roll with the hot I'ma flow from the soul
Let it go Cop on your stereo Turn up the audio -- Flow *Acrobatic, whoa (?) -- Hill Automatic flow -- The kill Got no _____ ordeal *Apple DI (?) from the fill -- Getting ill
) Bitches let me know that you up in the spot (Whoop whoop wooo) All of my niggas just shout it at me (Yeah yo) Even though it's kind of ill Nigga follow the flow
quick, before I start to squeeze Getting caught up in that freaky gold-digger Jamborees Chorus I caught that ill vibe Tip {word Bust?} yo yo word That ill
like a marksman, The target is you, I shut ya lane down, Took ya spot, parked in it too, Watchin it flow, lighter fluid, saliva what can ya do, Go get ya crew
Sam (Dre): (I heard Sam was going solo) God damn, you didn't know so, well I can blast fast so freak an ill type of slow flow. I'm hitting harder than
in the kidneys I almost died then but look at me i ride again Whats really happenin reality is pretend You can blow my fuckin head off ill just grow
Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin My whole crew
y'all gon get it now) Chip off the old block Resemble my old pops 'Cept I tote glocks and open dope spots And I shut down rap crews Smack them cats who
crew love, Roc-A-Fella till we die As long as you and I keep it movin, nigga [Beanie] Aiyyo I pray to the God MC to bless me Wit a ill ass flow and sick
if you wanna ball Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss It's Alright, you heard?, It's Alright, Holla back Get ill if you wanna ill, smoke
the trial Fatal not fictitious I rock the cable 86 shit, foreign cars young with crazy bitches Mad smoke makes me able to quote Solicitin, ill editions
s get it on again y'all [Verse 1: Nas] I designed it - rhymed it - flow classic You askin' - who am signed with? The real deal is 'Ill Will', stay scomit
my heartbeat skip And I'm amped up, they locked the champ up, even my brain's in handcuffs Headed for Indiana stabbin bitches like the Phantom The crew is lampin Ill
one day [Verse 2: Rob Base] ("Hit it!") I'm still here, still flippin flows Still rippin shows, Rob Base let me get ill yo! It's the O.G., (who?) R to
I drop the Chucky Booker on her {*singing*} Why you wanna.. play your games on me {*rapping*} Bitch, you crazy? Commitments, I'm Swayze, no time for the ill
