He's a whore -- I'll do anything for money He's a whore -- With the things you like to eat He's a whore -- Well, the stories I could tell He's a whore
Traduzione: Big Black. Lui è una puttana.
from me (let's get it) Ain't shit funny (uhh) shake it honey (let's get it) Take it money, now let's get it (let's get it) [P. Diddy over Chorus] This
big Lincoln, why he died on the side for the stinking Watch the task force task for look Marlboro It's a big chance, big pants, Might guard him with
wasted Godfather mc's to be a robber to mc's Nowadays coward snitches so I don't bother mc's Surrounded by drama parada bitches Got a Cron Dada, blanks
black in Orange County Bought a gun with a body to stick in this whore's Audi Knew this kid Craze he would stick dope on a chick open ha' Then I changed
them basterd in those apollo's Wanna lock us up, stop our rush Pop the clutch, split a nigga back like a dutch That's what's up Nigga, we still don't
a plan in a big, black cauldron And the dumb ass nigga don't know that he's fallin into a trap cos now the whore is pregnant 9 months later and she's squirted on an insect He
at midnight's peak To start the heart of a scarlet whore Gauged infernally A poetess in night's profane station Threading lies like silver seas A seamstress
hit yo' chest like a double barrel gauge an' I'm a black grenade that'll blow up in yo' face {*BLAM*} With a fifth in me, when I guzzle Remi I do shit
he a gangsta, and he pop his steel He supposed to be dead or locked up why he got a deal He was just shootin a uzi, now he shootin a movie And all his
unless the fuckin, meat looks fresh I got a lion in my pocket, I'm lyin, I got a nine in my pocket And baby I'm just, dyin to cock him He's ready for
toe-to-toe with this whore, what would you do if she was tellin' you she wants a divorce, she's havin' another baby in a month, and it's yours, and you
doin' a song with Polo A big Chinese nigga, screamin' ? yo yo I leave ya face leakin' Run up in church and smack the preacher while he's preachin' Take a
one night A drunk driver hit us, Mike was killed outright Had a row with the next one, he roared off He crashed into a bus, I was a flame to his moth
