Traduction: Youth Brigade. Où sont tous les Bars Vieux.
know is where are all the old man bars? Ah the breakfast of champs, the hair of the dog The slap of the chimp, the splash of the log Now the bars are all
tie Come take my lotto? Man, that's a waste With that tape, all you really robbing is your fan base You be claiming you a man but got big saggy tits Coppin all
be rippin' the same reords that Weezy rock This shit is east pot That's why I'm ready, man I'd never copy Norbit like eddie, man Did you get it? Eddie
stand here All night in this bar (No shit!) I don't wanna stand here All night in this bar! By two o'clock, when the bars are already closed down, BILLY
, Louis bag and fuck em all Bitches money and fast car, nigga I want it all Yeah, word to my kids nigga, I want it all Nascar game, why the fuck will
shit Man that shit sound like some Vanessa Williams '88 I mean Olivia cute but they say that bitch a man So this Black Wallstreet for life now GGG-UNOT! [The Game] 300 Bars
I set styles off dog, y'all are fuckin mimics Man I talk more shit than pro-lifers in abortion clinics Run my mouth off like high school rumors Man and
like Riddell and high water hello To the five year old gunshot killer, I hear ya Clearer than the invisible man in the mirror Cheer up, I'll put in on the bars
a trip straight through memory lane It's like that y'all .. it's like that y'all .. it's like that y'all Chorus: repeat scratches 4X "Now let me take
ghost . . . PIANGI (looking up, furiously) You idiots! (He rushes over to CARLOTTA) Cara! Cara! Are you hurt? LEFEVRE Signora! Are you all right? Buquet! Where
