nothin but a dog You ain't nothin but a dog You ain't nothin but a dog (Every time you talk) You ain't nothin but a dog (Is a dog, is a dog, is a dog)
Traduction: Will Smith. Un chien est un chien.
'm sayin? [50 Cent] R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal If my record don't sell I'ma
A tree! A tree! BILLY was a mountain ETHELL was a tree Growing off of his shoulder BILLY was a mountain (BILLY was a mountain!) ETHELL was a tree Growing
on a platter Snoop Dogg Corleone Corleone, now do you know what that mean? A Teflon Don to this hip-hop game, super supreme It's like what happen can happen but will
why you fi careful A di people yuh know Caz nuff a dem nuh real, dem a foe You fi careful A di places yuh go Be careful a di faces you know You fi careful
Dat's why you fi careful A di people yuh know Caz nuff a dem nuh real, dem a foe You fi careful A di places yuh go Be careful a di faces you know You
get to movin', while the sun is high My cell is off, two-way is off It's yearly crazy, today is gravy [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Will Smith] Half awake and
Verse 1: Will Smith Excuse me Miss, can we chat for a second I'd ask how you doin', but you fine I reckon Wait, do you have a man, cause I aint' into
fuck out (I, I don't care) Yo yo, he got a lot of fucking ice I don't care Yo, he got a Benz and a range I don't care He get forty spins a day I don'
't leave on crutches Or worse, get a ride in a hearse with their bodies covered It's gonna be a cold summer soon as the hilt drops All bullshit will stop A
so don't you cowards step wrong (Smith and Wesson) These automatics have ya ass singin a different song A mega blast from these rocks, got the track jumpin' A
need me That's when it is, what it is, if it's that or the cup But in the ill gangstas book what they niggas do is [Chorus: Ghostface Killah] Run! If
pay 30 for the 'Kiss, a 100 for The L.O.X. And if we cool, then I write a hook for a drop Whatever's in the bank is my bet, a Z-bull's my pet And you
a pen and a pad Yo, I'm here to make a dollar out of fifteen cents And let my balls hang like I'm on a toilet takin' a shit My style is all that, and
feedin me cereal with a silver spoon My heir line is Craig Smith Airlines A ride from Kansas City to L.A. is as long as a fan line I'm high as 08' gas