Traduction: Smoke City. Pouvez-vous le sentiment que?.
s let it all go once again go Can you feel that ? Can you feel that ? Can you feel that ? Can you feel that ? Derududedudedu Derududa dancing away Can you feel that
cool stupid hat, heat refreshes from his feet and down to the shoes up Can you... like it, I could kill you if you're doing that A reminder for those of you
New York City's haze You rats can keep running through your city's maze Until you get sprayed with the pesticide I know you in that hole, you best to
on the agenda, You leave it up to me, and you can divy up the team, Put your pride in end and I'm dismember your limbers The harder the city, the starting point guard, that can
And If You Feel Me Put Your Hands Up (hood) My Hood Of Niggas Can You Stand Up (I'm So Hood) If You're Not From Here You Can Walk It Out And You Not Hood
was the only one I could feel. You don't like it? Call the law, fuck you hoes, I don't give a damn, I'll knock yo bitch ass out! And that's the type of
it big Like you got something to prove I know you think your the man, you got a lil fifty grand And think ya doing the food But what'cha can't understand
you say I can't But I don't give a fuck about ya'll I'm about my bank I hope you feel that bitch look at you You could put your wig back ain't nobody
rats and roaches Playing chess, with these toy soldiers But you can't complain, when you carrying the whole world on your shoulders Cause people depending on you, niggaz gotta eat Now how you
she be plotting on how to get you, when y'all walking down the isle The same motherfuckers, that you care for Look how they do you, they don't love you
you know a nigga get ghost I'm still on my post, cause I can sleep when I'm dead I got the hustle going strong, when you niggaz in bed They scared, but
what happiness feels like and experinced anything but hard times and heartache so I apoligize for not makin you dance I apologize for not havin any sarcastical songs you know that good feeling
the hood Can't be Mo City, cause everyday I'll be back in the hood And we can scrap or we can take it to the straps in the hood You get your stuff or
make brains hang Nigga this Rap-A-Lot Mafia, for life my nigga Fuck over us, and you'll be looking for your life my nigga I garuntee, that you will lose
You don't wanna step to us, you getting hugged nigga On the microphone with flow, you get drugged nigga You better get somewhere, you can't block the shine I'm ready for any nigga, that
on niggaz, blast on niggaz Your ass gone nigga, you done fucked with the Lot I gave you a chance to eat, but you chose to bite the hand that fed You took
no, to that stress oh yes See I'ma clown top down, pop trunk and surround If you love me you gon smile, if you hate me you gon frown We hold it down,
