Traduzione: Double Drive. Sacrificio.
Traduzione: Double You. Drive.
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found shit I'm incredibly grose, fuck it, it's goin' down I, investigate the blue prints of the plot To eliminate inferral incidents of me gettin' got Double
and optimos Fist fight to gun play, sawed-offs to a.k.'s Spitting flows at talent shows, as the H-A-W-K Riding on the Metros, pushing a six double O
name was Eddie Elisma Doing this thing these boys can't mess with me, these boys can't test me What's left to see, is that boy R-E double D I'm a star
hoes, go on shake your darrier (if you's a real nigga, and you's a down broad Somebody say, oh yeah) [Chris Ward:] I'm in a GS-4 double O, sitting low
[2 Low] You can call me T double o to the L-o-double - yo I'm 2 Low, that funky little brother, yo Comin back with a brand new cut And you can new jack
It's 2gether, whoa Ooohhh it's 2gether, whoa Number 2-G-E-T-H-E-R to the CD you play in you car Drive to, cry to, blow that star Tiger Woods is 10 strokes
Ass Bitch' See all the hoes lookin, it's time to get pussy Hey cutie, you right there Tell your friend behind you to come over here And get with a real man, stop playin with a punk Only chumps drive
T & S-N-Double O-P Were internationaly known and locally respected Boy i know you done heard about me [50 Cent] F-I-F-T-Y C-E-N-T & S-N-Double O-P Were
Mime me like a skip daddy Glock, Chevy parked in the yard With' the double pipes If I catch ya try'na steal it I'm a get double life I ain't wanna do
and stick with niggaz If it's real I click with niggaz Layin' all the fifth with niggaz, sick of niggaz Simple lickin' and squeeze faster than with triggas Double
hustle, hustle, hard Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard big bank in my pocket double
up In that smelly proof bag, real real fast Shoot the duce under my arm, I'm real real slick Can't put a tail on me, I drive too fast Can't put tag on
own free will Nothing's free My boy, it's getting late I'll raise the stakes So close Control your fate, why hesitate Seal the deal, close the sale Take my hammer, drive
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard Big bank in my pocket Double
funk, rollin XJ3P underground evil funk Get ready, genocidal airwaves Terrified from the airplay, one two Analog [Chorus: Odd Oberheim] 2005, level no drive
