the drugs, make me feel, the way I feel All the crack and the drugs.. drugs.. All the crack and the drugs, make me feel, the way I feel All the crack and the drugs
drugs Make me feel the way I feel All the crack and the drugs, drugs All the crack and the drugs Make me feel the way I feel All the crack and the drugs
Traduzione: Kool Keith. Farmaci.
on five percent lessons Got a nickel crack hand on hand niggaz On a hustle rebellin, while the D's calculatin who sellin Sell drugs right in front of
(feat. Percee-P) [Kool Keith] Yeah, what's up with all you stupid motherfuckers out there giving me that jive vibe and that jam jam, huh Don't come
[repeat in background] Clayborne! [Kool Keith] Clayborne Family up in here (Clayborne) Clayborne Family, Clayborne Family Yeah, yeah, yeahhhhhh Clayborne
loss in game seven Walk around ripping on niggas madder than James Evans My left hand's sharp it moves freestyle ultra Slap my dick like Kool Keith Fuck
loss in game seven Walk around ripping on niggas madder than James Evans My left hand's sharp it moves freestyle ultra Slap my dick like Kool Keith
, I'ma dumb, I'ma dumb Boy, boy, crazy boy Gotta rocket in my pocket Boy, boy, crazy boy Gotta rocket in my pocket [Kool Keith] Ski masks in the back
[Kool Keith] Yeah.. Keith... M Live... H-Bomb.. New York City!... NEW!... 2002! I'll bust a Rolodex, co-sign with fat checks Move in your spot next
[Intro: Kool Keith] Yo, you know what? You could go to all the states in the world See girls with long hair, flat stomachs Goin' back and forth to the
[Kool Keith:] The rap game has changed You got four different types of promoters The luxury promoter, the hustler promoter, and the alternative promoter
[Kool Keith:] Yeah, that's real (I've got all the candles lit) Kool Keith baby, from the Bronx, New York You know I miss you right? I really care about
rusty nails in your rectum crack Chorus: Kool Keith (repeat 3X) I get personal direct straight, I bring it forward Where? .. IN YOUR FACE! (In yo' face) [Kool Keith
[Kool Keith] Yeah, rappers, spread your cheeks Pull your panties down Take your wig off, let me see your bald head That's right, I got you on Kodak Your
t no fuckin fat cat Chorus: Kool Keith [sung] You never lived in the projects! You ain't no drug dealer *repeat Chorus 3X* [Kool Keith] Rude bwoy
[Kool Keith] The date - summer, August 25th You was transferred from Riker's Island to Attica State Prison Gina, Thompson I told you you shouldn'ta
