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Traduzione: Animale. Cop Killer.
the mole on his nose Throughout my struggles through the hood, I started learnin Life's a bitch, with a pretty face, but she burnin Man I'm a get cheese
on your lip A dip in your hip, I'm snatchin' your shit I want it all so give me it Am I a Luna-chic? Uh huh, I'm a looney bitch More deadly than the venom
Nigga this is Slob killa, I spell it out For you S.L.O.B.K. I double L.A. Crip nigga South Side Atlantic Drive makin' Slob panic Dippin' in a G With that
that dick real, real, real deep to the throat I'm from the M-I-A, that's where I dwell, niggaz can't you tell I'm bad as hell, even my pussy smell like
:] I got a glock right now I'm Ock bar and I bang ya clique down I'm not in to flashin heat homes But I'm known to pack a knife and chrome Because I get
butts, dancin, what [HOOK:] I'm a African I'm a African, uhh And I know what's happenin I'm a African I'm a African, uhh And I know what's happenin You
focused My jitterbugs limp n' learn as I squirm But I'm a team player so I waits my turn And when I get the rock I'm going straight to the hole My average
A fountain too, no water, only pumpin' Mountain Dew Front on y'all little cats I was bound to do I made a weird, chickenheads can't pronounce my shoes I
feel No remorse like mil for a bitch like you I'm a Outlaw What the fuck you thought I would do? Elaine told me Never let a fiend hold me These streets
dick Or thirty years, a convict, you Sammy Ball niggas talk to much I let you walk too much, and now my guns, you bust [Naisha] Aiyo, I'm top choice, then I
1x] [Wyclef] Yo, L-Boogie where you at? [Lauryn] I'm just adjusting my mic [Wyclef] Come on, yo L-Boogie where you at?! [Lauryn] I'm just adjusting
I made you I made you I made you I made you Mr. Potato Head I Made you Yes, I Made you Mr. Potato Head I Made you! I Made you I Made You! Mr. Potato
in ya dame Gotta charge you a G just for speakin my name [The Game] I'm not eatin your chocha or payin for the coach ma I'm a pimp like 50, the nigga