(feat. K-rab) [Chorus:] Get like me. Who you know stay G'd like me. Who you know smoke weed like me. Who you know is fly as me. Get like me. Who you
Oversættelse: PJ Harvey. Stokke og sten.
(feat. K-rab) [Chorus:] Get like me. Who you know stay G'd like me. Who you know smoke weed like me. Who you know is fly as me. Get like me. Who
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Mr., Mr., Mr., do you hear me? Mr. Wankerman, I get so tired of your shit, yes, I do Mr. Wankerman, you got no respect, no no You're selfish, yes, you
I'd be lyin' if I said- I never prayed for this, I can show you here and now, how much love you've missed Im happy that you're sad- I know that sounds
Cause I'm a true fuckin' player and I mack like a real G H-I-J-K, L-M-N-O-P is for pimpin, Early mornin' stoned pimpin I been down, been around,
pray that the rest of your journey Is be a peaceful one And may you take your own sweet time Mr. P.O.W. 369 Let me thank you One more time Mr. P.O.W
those prophets you pay Oh yeah, Johnny get your guns I've come to kill the God that you made Yeah, I'm gonna murder Supeman, murder Superman Stone cold
when they're callin you When the angels call like (i answer) Verse 2: calling, for you, i will tell the angels now let them turn back in to stone i
betray men (yeah) You screamin, I position, competition Another day in the life of the Comission [P. Diddy] Oh it ain't over, aiyyo Banks talk to 'em [Lloyd Banks] + (P
muthafucka Bitches on your dog like fleas in this muthafucka So many chains might freeze in this muthafucker Walked past a bitch like breeze in this muthafucka Black and gold stones
slow, where your colors roll, (Jadakiss) Yo the piff that I'm blowin' on's f-cking up the ozone, plus I keep a d-pe line similar to Cold Stone's (uh),
When P.E. was on the top, you rode the tip But now they got problems and you suckers run Who's Chuck's real friends, does he really have one? You yell P
on 'em Shitted on 'em, p-p-put yo' number twos in the air if you did it on 'em Shitted on 'em, man I just shitted on 'em Shitted on 'em, p-p-put yo'
joy ride see how fast the car go Hot summer days, long Vegas nights We bet it all baby, welcome to the fast life (Malice verse 2) R-E-U-P-G-A-N-G
a fool like that But I love to succeed and see foes fall flat Splat like Deja Vu And I got another clip that'll daze y'all crew I sip Cristal, Don P
