guardo anche sotto al divano E anche uno per te, e te, e te, e te! Bella Calderoli, vi facciamo tutti fuori Vi facciamo tanti fori, tu ringrazia quei signori [Jake
rhyme but it's nine to spray Keep a safe full of bail money just in case [Verse 4:] The routs we take have us on the run from Jake The rules we break
Yeah 1996 Coolio with the flow Rated R superstar LV that's right Mossberg Smith & Wesson Forty-five let me tell you how I learned my lesson House party
deck and pray DJ Revolution, spinnin like lead from out the heck-AK Tearin your neck away, flood up the street wit bloody decora' Until the head of jake
Johnny's Theme (Paul Anka), Off We Go Into The Wild Blue Yonder (Crawford), O Mein Papa (Paul Burkhard), Over The Rainbow (Harburg/Arlen), Star-Spangled Banner (Smith
to me sorta You a fool with a mental disorder, and it's probably your daughter That really love me, for the shit that I taught her Will Smith on the guest
(Featuring Enzo Da Via Anfossi, Jake La Furia, Marracash) Rit.1 Vuoi questa souspance giustizia nel club e una vendetta senza pieta faida in citta ti
pray DJ Revolution, spinnin like lead from out the head decay Tearin your neck away, flood up the street wit blood redecorate Until the head of jake investigate
freak like missy, I take her to miss sixty, She a Cincinnati red like Ken Griffey, Freckles on her face, so I put a bezel on her, Jake I wifed her, and
it twice, 'cuz it's up to me sorta You a fool with a mental disorder, and it's probably your daughter That really love me, for the **** that I taught her Will Smith
hump We rap renegades, must stay paid Get money (Get money) Get money, Ghost (Get money) Get money (Get money) Get money, Ghost (Get money) Big fluffed out gooses on, Stan Smiths
, hit the deck and pray DJ Revolution, spinnin' like lead from out the heck-AK Tearin' your neck away Flood up the street wit bloody decora' Until the head of Jake
too often too hot, in this ghetto meldin' pot Put out these fagat ass niggas try to steel what I got As if, that ain't enough, for Jakes is ratin' the
by side and My people laugh, my people cry My people ride and die Harriet Tubman, Shirley Caesar Miss Jane Pittman, Juanita Bynum Maya Angelou, Bishop T.D. Jakes
I smoke and sell more coke than coca-cola do I'm built to last, up in that ass my crew makes all the noise How you lookin like emmitt smith, runnin back
This one is for my people in the street and six feet baby... Watch yourself kid, the jakes be deep and on the creep now... What the deal, this ones for
