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of twenty, I'm behind the vehicle And there goes the suspect, he saw us now *police siren* *chopper still flying around* *chains rustling* Coolio, c'mon

Traduction: Chamillionaire. Wicked (Intro).

Gather we will each in search of a thrill A reason for feeling the needing to kill To stop what's happening To silence the screams To not be afraid to

she caught a d.w.I. Say ahhh... found out she a swallower Twitter name, miss brain, you might wanna follow her Met her out in D.C. homecoming, Howard

everybody know me Way down in McNolly, they feelin' me wodie (You should be here) But you can catch me in Houston, with Bun and Pimp C (C) Or in Miami

niggas pullin' is a hamstring Roll the dice man we kill time gambling W-wintertime top down, nigga real arrogant Big money so we blowin' it apparently C

(feat. Reek Da Villain, Spliff Star, Lil' Wayne, Nas, The Game & Big Daddy Kane) [Intro: Busta Rhymes] This is a national security alert! (Remix! Remix

{Busta Rhymes} Yeah.. back by popular demand, it's about to get Godly Yeah.. hold it now! AOWWW! C'mon, c'mon (c'mon).. yeah Huh.. c'mon, c'mon (c'mon

you a Goddess, that's why you was put on this planet (I love you) Since you got me all sentimental [Chorus: w/ Diddy ad libs] [Diddy:] C'mon, don't