with the dead Their cold blue flesh makes me turn red Do what I want And they won't complain I wanna fuck, I wanna fuck the dead And I don't even care
Their cold blue flesh makes me turn red 'Cause I can do what I want and they won't complain I wanna fuck I wanna fuck the dead And I don't even care how
envie d'tirer dans l'tas, Quelques billets verts, quelques soldats, J'ai du lourd a l'arriere, t'inquiete pas pour moi, moi, Naadei, B2O Okey, t'inquiete
said: "I got way too many blues for any more bad news" I was looking at my resume feeling real fresh today they rewrite history I don't believe in yesterday and what's
on, hank, sing that song check it out, i'm the c-a-s-an-the-o-v-a and the rest is f-l-y ya see i go by the code of the doctor of the mix and these
dreams, you don't know who did it I treat the cash the way the government treats A.I.D.S. I won't be satisfied until all my niggas get it, get it? Ain't
Come on, Hank, sing that song Check it out, I'm the C A S N the O V A And the rest is F L Y Ya see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix And these
't smoke, I might ill Fight a dyke for tryin to steal >from all my niggaz who can't grab, ain't no fun robbin and can't brag Cop grams and hand bags
hot shit, so I can cop the new shit, the blue six Niggaz hatin' these days, so guess what, I bulletproofed it N O L I M I to the T nigga, Tru is who
L.D. buckin' 'cuz T.C. killin' ain't nothin' Tha blues try ta hit ya and you had to keep druggin' On New Year's, tha lights get shut out at six o'clock
hot shit So I can cop the new shit, the blue six Niggaz hatin these days So guess what, I bulletproofed it N-O-L-I-M-I to the T nigga TRU is who we be
to get a meal steady tryin to flip a brick ya girl got the blues you would think i was fuckin crip i sip that crystal shit and smoke a L and at the same
come on, hank, sing that song check it out, i'm the c-a-s-an-the-o-v-a and the rest is f-l-y ya see i go by the code of the doctor of the mix and these
L.V. buckin' 'cause T.C. killin' ain't nothin' Them blues try ta hit ya, and your head'll get druggin' On New Year's tha lights get shot out at six o'
