47 put him on his back Broke him down to his motherfuckin' mainframe Dropped top forehead lookin' at that Slob's brain Make a Slob break out in a sweat Cause I'm a Kelly
shit Twenties turn and twist, with each lane I switch Mary Jane in my piss, wood grain in my fist Clarion screens lit, banging at a high fix Banging R. Kelly
(feat. JT The Bigga Figga) [Chorus: The Game + JT] Compton to Fillmore here we go again In the Bay, our chains hang, L.A. they can't bang Compton to
so I'm comin' for y'all G-I-Double L-A, be out in L.A. "Child" was "Destine" like 'Chelle be and Kelly [Chorus x2: Redman (Al Green sample)] Hold up!
??? heavenly fangs distained for my explanation on ??¶ane. The fame was the sum of our money, chained in a murder, murder shame, with a pistol and a pissed-off bang
' short, so I'm comin' for y'all G I Double L A , be out in L.A. Child was Destine like 'Chelle be and Kelly Hold up, wait a minute, tell me again Yo
putting G's on my enemies, I forgot to watch my friends, Thought I was already covered until I found out, My nigga Tre Little was loyal as R.Kelly's
[R.Kelly] Hey, hey, boom boom, hey hey, boom boom hey hey, boom boom, hey hey, boom boom What are we doing tonight baby? 'Bout to roll up to this
[Chorus: The Game + JT] Compton to Fillmore here we go again In the Bay, our chains hang, L.A. they can't bang Compton to Fillmore here we go again
keep my banger at where my chain hang at I'm ghetto Compton to Fillmore here we go again In the Bay, our chains hang, L.A. they can't bang Compton to
In Da Club Lyrics [R. Kelly] Hey, hey, boom boom boom, hey hey, boom boom boom hey hey, boom boom boom, hey hey, boom boom boom What are we doing tonight
shoot burn dich komplett bis man deine Knochen in der Glut sucht Das hier geht pop pop pop pop Ich bin kein Gangster, kein G Ich bang bang auf'n Beat,
mill independent, can't touch me kids Split your wig then hire Cochran, like Puffy did (fiesta) fiesta, like my name R. Kelly I'm the boss see the cross
Southsiders Somebody get some pliers, a bullet's stuck inside ya That's what you get bitch, trying to wear a wire Trying to catch me my fucking click, and my supplier Fake kings and bosses
