Half) I didn't sign them papers (Half) To blind to see (Half) How you were treating me (Half) Here is what I want (Half) A check and I'm moving on (Half) Half
I got it well lets go half on a bag of dank whatever ya want whatever ya need fool I got it well lets go half on a bag of dank Lets meet my homie that
see half How you were treating me (Half) Here is what I want, half A check and I'm moving on (Half) Half, half, half, half, half Half, half, half, half, half
I roll on by Pedaling around My head's facing down Sweaty bangs in my eyes Half steering, half eating ice cream Half steering, half eating ice cream
Traduzione: The Neptunes. Half-sterzo Half-mangiare il gelato (Spymob).
I'm dressed A seven-piece outfit with a mink vest Couple of ladies skating waiting on some info Them white boys in the back got the indo With a hookup, a hundredd dollars for a half
still wanna be a thug? Yo, criminal ways of thinkin made me crave Abe Lincolns The days I spent stinkin caught victims on the weekends Seeking a better path, expose a better half
chain thicker Whole brain sicker, hall of fame nigga From coast to coast I keep the toast My weekly gross, leave you deeply froze Half dead close to
Ruger 16 shots, hollow points will go through ya and this? this here? this is a 12 gauge Mossburg kid, two shots and you can wet like half a block this
come out and get my message [50 Cent:] I was a itty-bitty nigga when Prince killed Drake I'm a shooter, ask Bizzy, he made us that way I spend seven-and-a-half
stage in her lingerie and I think I heard teh DJ call her Sauncerea body route around the pole on her hands and her knees 18 half black and half vietnamese
three and a half you not affiliated nigga if you have to ask rich kid a queens nigga a green nigga when I say green nigga all about his cream nigga I
part us Niggaz is garbage that either get bagged up Cuz their style's ragged up lookin' like sad pups You'll be jacked up, weakened with your eyes half
patch on the back Pockets bulging, cause my money is stacked Shootouts down the street from the rib shack Just came home from doing a 3 and a half flat
me room i'm servin' shit constantly tune and laughin' like a ticklish babboon on the way to the moon w/a stick and a broom and the cream of the crop
[A.G.] Yeah yeah, the dirty niggaz again ... Check me out yo I push the half-dozen light green, can't front The drop 6 is quite mean, don't front Shorty
the safe Build a empire, they can't infiltrate We all aspire to be kings but we could end up bein' inmates See it ain't all peaches and cream, take a
