Midnight Mass a yellow moon Wonder walked from my window Now she sings a different tune Golden tones, out of the blue Now the sky is clearing Looking
Traduction: Mach 7. United States Of Japan.
Traduction: Royaume-Uni. La seule chose qu'elle Besoins (07:53).
lights all the roaches scat And then I let go, because these haters in the way I'm trying to get stacks taller than Antou Sensi [Chorus - 2x] [Z-Ro] 24/7
If you a hustler (if you a hustler) Niggas be playing with this thang, but you all about your change They can't touch us (they can't touch us) 24/7 all
que quand je pense a ce que ta France a pris a l'Afrique noire et a l'Algerie. De quoi tu nous paries aujourd'hui. 9-7. de quelle dette ? De quels droits
carlot I got the gift of raw pugilist speeches(?) So I'm gon sell like the box office features Niggas in the hood can't see G-UNIT! but deep in they heart they wanna be G-UNIT
Me [Tony Yayo] I used to chill in the hood, to support the fiends But now I'm eatin' caviar instead of pork and beans I'm in the money green 7-45, with 7
D's; yeah, I doubt that! I put the barrel in tha .5th in ya mouth, Jack! {50 Cent! } [gunshot] [beat stops] [Outro: 50 Cent] Whoooo kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! Damn! G-Unit Radio, G-Unit
No) Sup Nigga, sup now, huh? (Oh No) [Snoop:] Ricky Ticky Timble, C's is the symbol Courdoroy khakis, stacies & brimmed up Straight razors just to keep you trimmed up 1-8-7
G-Unit! [LeBron James:] Watch out! [echoes] [Chorus: 50 Cent {DJ Whoo Kid}] G-Unit in this bitch right, right, right, right, right thurr? {Whooooo! } G-Unit
m stunting, I flash the stones to be wanting Push the whip, see me rolling, you can tell that I'm holding I'm just doing ma thang, you know the Units
Joe the boy is a wanksta I come through the Bronx and I spank ya I smoke dat ganja Rollin? shotgun with Baja 3-5-7 revolver (Bo-Bo) G-Unit?s da place
main sur la terre et guide moi... Je suis le premier a dire Que tout le monde doit se rassembler Pour meriter un avenir C'est par l'unite que se fera
a brawler Bring your tallest champs like that much taller Ten pounds heavier, one step ahead of it Vocab, stamina, style's all irrelevant Camps and cliques, units
you sea sick See this is the way that we ball And this is the way we brawl So put a fist in the air if you care United we stand divided we fall When the
with a head trip I'm talkin to all the Bloods and all the Crips Throw down your rag and get on the right track, man It's time to fight, unite and be a
