boy, I'd rather fuck with you, yeah (sing that song bitch). I need you baby, whoo, I'd rather fuck you, I'd rather fuck with you. I'd rather fuck with
Traduction: NWA. Je serais plutôt Fuck You.
deep until I die, so your help I refuse it I'm alright, just as long as I'm still living [H.A.W.K.:] See a friend in need, is a friend indeed Not just
comin' for you, and keep it money over bitches [Chorus w/ ad libs] [Fatal] I blow you up on the spot, these glocks hot 'til you drop All you wannabe cops, you
' I got a little older and learned a bit a plot the effort and earned a grip now I know there is a hater in every circle as I roll another vega heavy
, I told you before I wears vest's A born legend by the way of .357 I'm an automatic with static its tragic Mr A-l-K-a-p-o-n-e The last man standing
s fucking igloo eating fudgesicles I'd rather slip and fall in shit than fall in love with you Before I tie a fucking knot I'd tie you in one bitch You
you wanna change for the children with a comma? For who? Me, I, myself, you know the one Doing what I gotta do when I do, come I just get off, not just that, yo I say I
gon' do, is we gon' scream out the letters in the alphabet And every letter you hear screamed out, from A to Z My man Papoose gon' break it down for you So what you
like, fuck you still, I see you missing the point This is not a rap song, you get clapped on B****** break the bone, like the joint, call you out your
als wäre es 1994) -refrain- andres c'est a "ehyowa-world" qui raisonne mon nokia pour andrekson un job genre c.i.a. j'dit o.k. pap's arriva !
representen als wäre es 1994 andres- c'est a "ehyowa-world" qui raisonne mon nokia pour andrekson un job genre c.i.a. j'dit o.k. pap's arriva
'05 I catch 50 let me tie up my Air Max '95's I told u niggaz when i met u im'a ride and if i gotta die rather homocide I ain't have 50 cent when my
the fuck this talk is cheap talk it's just gonna cost you the most I'm the one really yo I'm a gun, spark like a milly yo You a J-hood gun video That
to hold a job A couple of times But fuck a nine to five Suckas tellin' me what to do I'd rather be shot and buried alive Just let me ride Let me kick it Drink my 40's I
