Testi:
Pig Cry Baby

hey) I know how it is (MAMA's JUST A LIL' GIRL) Don't nobody understand I feel ya [Verse 1: Tupac] She was .. Born A heavy set girl with pig

You got a grown man for a boyfriend, So you better treat him just like a baby. He's a saint on Sunday, he's a bum on Monday; The rest of the week he'

ain't bitch spaces, niggas loading up they rib cages cats like to rip places bloody lip tastes, but the Cam is in big races? but i stay in import the pig

always seen, the one you never see Burner Beat me like hammer, baby, stick me like a pig Throw me to the lions, baby, wear me like a wig I am not only

on tape, boby bags, mental tags Murder We Wrote (Niggaz don't know the half while we ready to blast) Murder We Wrote [Infrared (Blizzard)] Even the realest niggaz cry

be out clubbing I be deep in discussion tryin'a convince my little cousin not to blood in keep love for the Pen, Lucky got another buck in Damn shame his motherfuckin' baby

Yeah baby yeah Back again (That's right) Luda (Feel this) It gets meaner and meaner each time baby Feelin' real good too (Holla at 'em man) What

't bitch spaces, niggas loading up they rib cages cats like to rip places bloody lip tastes, but the Cam is in big races? but i stay in import the pig

you can't be I will see things that you can't see Demons blind your eyes Burner Beat me like hammer, baby, stick me like a pig Throw me to the lions