, make you leave ya girl (Imagine that) Make you trick on me around the world (Imagine that) Have you callin' me your ultimate thrill (Imagine that)
, here we go [LeShaun](LL Cool J) I'ma get you for your paper Make you leave you girl (Imagine that) Make you trick on me around the world (Imagine that
Traduction: Ll Cool J. Imagine That.
Imagine that) Make you trick on me around the world (Imagine that) Have you calling me your ultimate thrill (Imagine that) I got you whipped tell your niggas to chill [LL Cool
a 10-6 with the vase up that look somethin like a nutta butta dutta dutta mami you'll be in saint tropez ridin jet skis and mopeds powderin like dope heads paparazzi snappin pictures they must thin you J
(feat. CPO, Danny Boy, Syke) [2Pac] Yeah -- clear enough for ya? (Is that right?) (Hahahahaha) Yeah (Hehehehe) Why niggaz look mad? (Is that right?)
[2Pac] Yeah -- clear enough for ya? (Is that right?) (Hahahahaha) Yeah (Hehehehe) Why niggaz look mad? (Is that right?) Y'all supposed to be happy
have the mister Not havin' it, it's the mad sinister Dr. Evil with his bag of tricks for this little antagonist faggot dick-suckin' Ex-LL Cool J fan from
sayin that to get you mad "I can't listen to that song, that shit's too sad!" You know I just be sayin that to get you mad "He'll never make it, his
in time you'll understand only God can save us When Miles Davis cuttin lose with the band Just think of all the people that you knew in the past that
what you standin there for Cause I'm the one that do that music Ya feel but you still refuse this Let me in the door [Verse 1: Cash Image] Right now
, we have the mister Not havin' it, it's the mad sinister Dr. Evil with his bag of tricks for this little antagonist faggot dick-suckin' Ex-LL Cool J
the palms of my empty hands Just picture me rollin' Flossin' a Benz on rims that isn't stolen My dreams is censored, my hopes are gone I'm like a fiend that
it all on Pun, cause one verse, dead em all J-J-J-John Blaze Ja-Ja-ah-John Bla-Blaze J-Ja-J-Ja, John Blaze Johnny Blaze, ain't a damn thing changed
[Chorus: LL Cool J] We can chill up in the club, we can pop a little bub We can chill up in the VIP You can show a nigga love, you can give me back rubs
[2Pac] Yeah -- clear enough for ya? (Is that right?) (Hahahahaha) Yeah (Hehehehe) Why niggaz look mad? (Is that right?) Y'all supposed to be happy I'm
hear me knockin what you standin there for Cause I'm the one that do that music Ya feel but you still refuse this Let me in the door [Verse (Cash Image
's time to hear the EULOGY, ain't no foolin' me. I'll make Kanye West tell you that Lupe isn't COOL as me. Don't put my name with beef, you nerds are