ha, yeah, the pack, dem franchize boyz... Haha, come on man Im freaky fresh, freaky, freaky, freaky fresh. What? Im freaky fresh, freaky, freaky, freaky fresh
Traduzione: The Pack. Fresco.
Rochdale From Rochdale to Ocho Rios You spend half your life in transit But that's just the way God plans it Pack a shirt and some fresh pajamas That
effect gettin wreck See I pack a Tec if some beef on ya projects Nevertheless, I rock and roll like Elvis Stay fresh dipped from the feet to the pelvis
Bruder du wei?t (Chorus) Bonez: Wir machen Party Auf Tracks aus den 90's Sie tanzt doch ich denk Nur an Sex bei ihren High Heels Fresh in mein Nikes
t get no spendin' cash You better wax that kitchen flo' Or you ain't rock 'n rollin' no mo'! Yakety Yak! (Don't talk back!) Ha haaa! [Fresh Kid Ice:]
[Snoop Dogg] Me and Nate Dogg were so funky fresh We fell off into a club to try to pop it to Daz A lil' Moet to go with the way I'm dressed A seven-
welcome everybody to the wild, wild west A state that's untouchable like Elliot Ness The track hits ya eardrum like a slug to ya chest Pack a vest
west A state that's untouchable like Elliot Ness The track hits ya eardrum, like a slug to ya chest Pack a vest for your Jimmy in the city of sex
Swagga Jacking,& Imma Tell You Why Cuz You'll Never Dress Flyer Then I Cuz Im Fresh, The Freshest Of Em All And Im So Damn Fly I Might Just Sleep On A
big bills, give my wifey the ones Frontin' and I'll clap your ass and leave you for dead son Niggas who know me, know how I get down, I'm fresh out the
want 12 disc changers 11 filly blunts 10 carot gold 9 sega tapes 8 gold teeth 7 pairs of jeans 6 pints of beer 5 fresh gold chainnnnnnns 4 thirty smokers 3 pack
The clown rappers I'm bound to slay) (The clown rappers I'm bound to slay) [Verse One] Yo, yo, yo a crackhead leaves skilled ????? for dead Dumb cats think I pack
m saying) Verbal assault, rhymes rippin' through the mix Check...yo [Verse One] Check the rap cat spit the phat shit to mack dips While you pack clips
my bread and fuck niggas hoes, Shoot dice, drink liquor and sell dope, Tote fire stay fresh err where I go Pop pills n wildin keep my codeon Pack extra
Lend me your gun, I've got someone to kiss I'm still nervous when I walk down the street, Fresh wounds, old wounds, every one knows Don't scream on me
your tomato Baby, baby, baby, I want to french fry your potato Baby, baby, baby, won't you pluck my grapes Won't you peel my banana like a pack of wild
