, "Get off" (Ooh, help me) "Get off" (Get off) Get off {sampled} New Power {sampled} Everybody get off {x2} Is this a dream? {x2} Get-a-get-a-get
a man be a man Gett off, if you want to, baby, here I am, here I am Come on Gett off, gett off Gett off, gett off Gett off, gett off Gett off
Traduzione: Prince. Get Off / La Signora Lubrificato.
If I was a king right now I'd get crowned The Nice is a teacher, not a prince or a rap lord I even write my rhymes on a blackboard To get specific, and
a better way to do it So when you're in my comp, get ready to be stomped, there's nothin to it Cause I got piles of wicked styles and files of tracks I get
the sheik And down with the frog We're gonna liberate the region! Oh Effendi, we're gonna bury your head in the sand Oh Effendi, you better get off my doggone land Hey, Prince
wonder if you're singlin so we can get a-minglin My ding-a-ling'll sure get ya ear rings jinglin You want diamonds and pearls, but ya name ain't Prince
dealers, thugs and killers Strugglin, known to hustle screamin fuck they feelings I got advice from my father, all he told me was this Niggaz, get off
don't close the gate Chorus (repeats in background) Outro: Prince Ital We've been traveling on this wavy road Long time til I be take off this load
to the game [Chorus] {"Prince of peace must hear our plea"} {"Told life you'd be back"} {"There you were"} {"Prince of peace must hear our plea"} {"Everybody look around"} {"There is no hope"} {"Prince
got into a fight last night, that killed his kids [Chorus: 2Pac] In this life I lead, fiend for currency, get high off weed Collect G's make my enemies
(feat. Kastro, Young Noble, Prince Ital) [Makaveli] Makaveli in this... Killuminati, all through your body The blow's like a twelve gauge shotty Uh,
given you my number If I didnt want you to call The first few times were cute But after that you started to turn me off Started turnin' me off that's
off for days as sure as every sucker pays in time, tis mine The cause is a hole where the bass is ace for rhymes [Onyx] Evils in my midst bound to get
table Put you on tour, put your record on wax ("Trust me!") Sign your life on the X You eXit, X-off, but what you really get: A box of Newports, and Puma
get skins Skim the cream but it seems you still rise For some who lives more, now life lifesize All are lepers in my swingdom Groups and troops get friends
he was a smooth talker. Street balla. (In the name of Rame) Oooh ghetto soldier. I can't get over, losin, Rame, Rame, Rame. [Verse 1: Prince Of Darkness
bitches my rivalry rushed out to get some ends build the twins nigga I love them bitch half Benz strugglin off that gin hoes at the bus stop wanna get
