made me go way out My body way out, my body I don't really care if the popoes stop and stare I'm way out, my body way out, my body A'ight B I heard the
Traduction: Les Cliquez sur. Out My Body.
made me go way out my body, way out, my body.. I don't really care if the popoes stop and stare I'm way out, my body, way out, my body [E-40] A'ight
In My Daddy Kane Chain Niggas Gave It Up Smooth They Aint Wanan Hearthe Bang ,Bang Im Back On My Bully Shit That Flatbush Bushwick Black Hoodie Shit
click Flossin' it...Money we tossin' it... 'Cause we a tha Boss in it We naw ease up...We aint stallin'...Grab tha girls all in... Thats my true callin
in the rear To catch me they better put them choppers in the air So when you see me comin' get out my way Without delay I'm finnin' to get out the Kay
I'm a be in the corner With my drank in my hand check'n out the spot Baby girl do what snoop told you to do and drop it like it's hot Your bodys taken
) And representing, H-Town (H-Town) My homies, are always down (always down) Whenever, I'm rolling round (rolling round) I keep my hand, on my strap (on my
under my arm Got the bomb squad with me, and a glock up under my charm Better recognize nigga, I cause bodily harm I got a tommy gun, I call that bitch body
things over and over they never get better I miss my niggaz, rain fallin 9 times out of 10 it don't miss my nigga Damn, I hope this state of mind'll never
like it's my last breath Fuck what them niggas thinking, hit my corner they mean death The youngest of the Maab, but I'ma stomp like a big dog Presidential be hating, now my
miss my dog, yeah I really miss my dog I really miss my dog, I really miss my dog I really miss my dog, I really miss my dog I really miss my dog, DJ
jamming no doo-doo But fuck the melody, that was my man When I was slipping he would reach out, and take my hand Cause it was nothing but love for my
shit out these verbs Vocabulary spit nothing but words Drop mo' songs, than a bird do terds Riding Excursions, no more 'Burbans, steal them niggas SUV Screwed Up Click cause my
close all your shutters See I wants everything, and everything I'm gone have Roll out my red carpet, just to go to my stash Third coast, blinding and shining like a brand new slab On my
[Z-Ro] Screwed Up Click killas these niggas don't want none When I be coming down and gripping, on my gun Finger, on the trigger, every-body ducking
don't shed a tear, remember I'm not happy here Even still, got to keep my eyes on the prize Although my vision is blurry I'm losing life in a hurry Even my
your click Welcome to my world, I'll show you pain you never seen it Slapping patches out of niggas, and I mean it, remember [Chris Ward] I know you smile in my
