me Why I did what I did pull a quick one on love I didn't pull she pushed I've had enough so I'm movin' on up I didn't climb on ride on any kinda freeway
on me, but if I die bury me a motherfuckin G A open casket on them bastards so they all remember me With my vest on my chest, my tools and my piece Thug
beat and then scream and shout We gonna hit you with the shit we got here We gonna blow your miiiinnnd (blow your miiiinnnd) Keep it movin like this, keep it movin
On oeuvre dans l'ombre Ayant conscience de notre force La force du nombre C'est comme ca qu'on prime dans cette putain de societe parallele, On a le vent
tonight It's on me, but if I die bury me a motherfuckin G A open casket on them bastards so they all remember me With my vest on my chest, my tools and
(feat. T-Pain) [Intro:] Ricky Ross (the boss), T-Pain, J-J-J-J-J-R [Chorus: T-Pain] Gotta fresh line up fresh outfit bouta have the parking lot on smash
Pain)] Ricky Ross (The Boss..) T-Pain {J-J-J-J-J.R.!} [Chorus: T-Pain] I got a fresh line-up (yea), a fresh outfit Bout to have the parkin lot on smash
I'm true People say Warren where'd you get that speech in the sandy city right down by the beach speak, dont speak on, if you wanna speak on if you wanna get yo groove on, LOC on
it wit nerds Im a gown man, yall kids like big bird Look dog, man I don't think you heard Hit um up, Spit um up, Get um up, Word. [Chorus] Fizzo Got
uh, I lit it up now I'm gettin' up out of that bitch tear my bucket down march with fo' fo's burned up on the fuckin' ground I left him dead his bloody
me movin a million miles a minute Knee deep, gotta strike while the iron is hot Still gotta eat and keep the lights on when it's not Sleepin on cots,
I'm a grown man, ya'll kids like big bird Look dog, man, I don't think you heard Hit um up, spit um up, get um up, word. Fizzo Got Flow The Fizzo Got
tonight It's on me but if I die, bury me a motherfuckin' G A open casket on them bastards so they all remember me With my vest on my chest, my tools
a groove Everybody move Everybody movin' yeah. Everybody move. Yeah. Get on up Get on up Get on up, get on up, get on up and dance (yeah) Play that beat
Hey girl, you frontin on that phone That cellular phone ain't workin What's that? Pre-paid, from J&J And your voice mail is off, cause I called you So
can find me, girlie behind me, holdin my mink up Ice pinkie ring in the air, drinkin my drink up Top down, 'dro in the air, blowin that stink up It's
cops Jettin' up the block it wasn't long to see the body drop Started sellin' rocks a youngster comin' up real fast Makin' boo-koo cash back up on that
