is gone I can see the only tie, links you back to where you came No one showed you any hope, and everyone loves Well it makes her sick, it makes her
makes her sick Well it makes her grow Well it makes her grow Well it makes her sick Well it makes her sick Well it makes her sick Well it makes her
gone I can see the only tie, links you back to where you came No one showed you any hope, and everyone loves Well it makes her sick, it makes her
Traduzione: Freddo. La fa Sick.
. Well it makes her sick, Well it makes her throw up. Well it makes her throw up. Well it makes her sick... Well it makes her sick... Well it makes her sick
that make you body rock shit That make you shoot your glock quick, make you say Big H.A.W.K.'s sick Make you ride my diznick, cause I'm colder than an
ass like a Flavor Flav Thug niggaz with guns beneath leathers If you know better, keep ya bitch on tether Niggaz got snow like cold cold weather And big
a challenge she is the lesson My spiritual counselor told me about her Said she strikes like a scorpion would - when you doubt her Green and brown, all - at the same time Makes
When I started to snaps all your rode 'em swoll Straight in control, flows'll fold, while hoes cold stroll Hold the set, I told Dramacy' go in next Golddiggin, cold
do to see a piece of family unity Moms always work, I barely see her I'm startin to get worried without a pops I'll grow to be her It's a wonder they
man makes beats The Jigga, the gee, the J, the E, the D My road dog, the man Slick Money 415 complete, that's it A new year's resolution to make hits '
on fire, a cold stone liar! I might just pop like a firestone tire take a pretty little chick, show her why I needa fix her up before I make her my girl
when it's cool Chinchillas women wear, for the pool And I drop the Ja, I rule I'm like 50 Pacs not two, boy cold from sick ha-choo Ask myself a question
got what I got Got shit locked, I stunt non stop I get it and I blow it how I want, why not My bitch cold, I mean hot, sure shot Come through in the drop
ain't with the program, now you got to go (go) [Lloyd Banks Verse] I move like there's popo behind me Cocoa inside me, so cold and grimey 44 beside me
brownies With ganja butter Then you wanna hit the bone? Your eyes flutter Yo, she had a happy face On her ecstacy She started touching her private place
borders standing in the shadows there's nothing else for her she doesn't know if she's gonna make it through the night she don't care she's sick and tired
If Its Sick, Plus Better Know That Im Coming With A Hit, And Im Diffrent So You Hear Something When I Spit, One Bar Makes Your Girl Start Rubbing On Her
