to, to Dead Billy make you boom boom boom Dead Billy Dead Billy make you happy Dead Billy make you crawl Dead Billy put your hand in his hole Dead Billy
Traduzione: Big Black. Morto Billy.
machines Brother, L.B., Donald D., Chun Chi Real niggas off Valence street Crazy G, Big G., Big Moe, Lil' P. All them niggas down wit me L.T., Cool Billy
Well I'm sleepin' up in front with my wife Billy club tappin' on the windshield in the middle of the night Says "Move along man move along" Well big limousine long shiny and black
the Hummer Gotta hug a motherfuckin' Sandbag for cover I ride on a flatbed chariot, four ostriches carry it I'm Big Billy Bob Black Angus From the gutter
freestyle rhymes" [x4] [Chino XL] Yeah, yeah "Fuck that!" Fuck out my face is your best bet Your career is George Burns I can't believe you ain't dead
(feat. Billy Cook, Botany Boys) [Hook: Billy Cook] Can't block, a baller Rolling Bentley's, and Impala's Can't block, a baller Can't stop, a 20 inch
(feat. Big Him/Sy Scott/Nolan Epps/Bo & Ruck/Billy) [Billy Billions] Yo, you really got all them guns but can't hunt me Billy run NY team, like Vangundy
with the diamonds on Get my rhymin on, PMD fuckin shinin on Back to Biz, new address with the fat crib My shit in the Wiz, poli'-in with the big wigs [
(feat. Def Squad All Stars, PMD) [Billy Billions] Yo, you really got all them guns but can't hunt me Billy run NY team, like Vangundy Spit wit a hand
You ain't never seen a nigga this large (nah) Motherfuck the house (nah), the nigga's garage is as big as the projs (yeah) I move from city to city like a nigga at large (yeah) This move is Billy
in the ayer, a-ayer, ayer, a-ayer [x2] [Verse 1: Rick Ross] See me in da club I'm da big boi, I'm da big boi With da big watch, get flip-four Girls
[Big Mike] Niggaz busting caps on a sunday I`m riding through the park with my white six bloody Thinking 2 myself/What the fuck is this? I grab my motherfuckin
[Nino/Wicked alternating every few lines] You want to live another day? Don't turn back He stopped dead in his tracks and died wack He couldn't have
shut or get slapped with the metal Big fat rats get fried like porkchops for snitching Get your ass hung like a wall clock It's Tone Stark, Billy the
with guns and badges They played rat-a-tat-tat on me head but if I had the gatty-gat-gat they'd be dead A victim of a big fat 187 and little devils don
this becomes your new land But there's no food, so you feed off the other men And now it's been seven months, I'm barely fed I chase a Billy Billy goat
cowboy is I'ma show you what a true cowboy is Phat Katz, bring it [VERSE 1] Billy The Kid was a well-known villain But I know a black villain that did