! Don't you try! Don't you try to bring me down! In for the kill! Primed for hate, prepared to fight, I'm gonna win! I'll give you Hell! Pray to
Traduction: La Couronne. Give You Hell.
kill! Don't you try! Don't you try to bring me down! In for the kill! Primed for hate, prepared to fight, I'm gonna win! I'll give you Hell! Pray to
unjackable i aint just talkin shit, i got gorillas everywhere be careful who you walking with, but im an equal opportunity lender, im not a slob, meet me in mo city and i might just give you
you all you ever wanted was someone to run to you there' s more to life then what makes you cry what makes you cry i want save you by don' t you give
Bitch You Shittin Me, You Think I'm Playin O Wi This Steal You Shittin Me, We Stand On Corners And Cus, We Hell To Much, We Killa Wit Guts Automatic
?" "Remember you said you saw the getaway car?" "You think you'd like to play ball with the law?" "Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin
You better count yo' money [2x] (Ghetto Cowboy) You better count yo' money [2x] (Ghetto Cowboy) You better count yo' money [2x] (Ghetto Cowboy) You
On your shoulders now I know you think you're going crazy Just when it seems everything's Gonna work itself out They drive you right back down And you
destroy you boy, fuck around and blow you to (?) Oh my god boy, you didn't go there, no you did not, I got a whole story board for you, boy your da plot
THAT BITCH! - You think you fly, you just food! I give as much as a flying fuck as that "Superman" do! Guess I just do what you can't do or make you
you think you fly you just food I give as much as a flying fuck as that superman do guess I just do what you can't do or make you look stupid and baboozled
fill No shadow boxer but the one A true contender for the crown Now this punch drunk grinning soul In its' corner begs 'no more' [Chorus] Hey now, stay proud You
. T.I.) [50 Cent] I never said anything, I never take anything back [Young Buck] Well you kinda heard me speaking "You ain't a crip like Snoop, you
If he ain't Cube or Pac then who you got? We getting tired of you talkin about who you shot I'll use another six bars to tell you who you not You ain