: Chew the thorn Drink the blood Call it pleasure But you?ll never quench that thirst Sex is suffering Bleed the envy Bleed the jealousy Bleed
: I hear the words you say to me I see the way you look at me I know what's on your mind so Stand up get up back up now Just stay away I know the fear
: Torno cca' addo' t'aggio 'ncuntrata addo' 'e ccose me parlano 'e te addo' tutto e' fernuto addo' resto a guarda' addo' niente ce sta ..senza ridere
: Guess who's back? [2Pac] Drop the drums, here it comes, only got two minutes to bounce, and every second counts Better press, wreck on your tech,
: (feat. Spice 1) [Verse 1: 2Pac] It seems I can't turn back I'm walkin round strapped can't sleep, My enemies want me gat Call my mama and they scream
: Refrain Ils deviennent ce qu'ils voient, ils voient ce qu'ils deviennent Ce qu'ils deviennent, dans cette chienne de vie, Ils veulent la tienne la
: [Verse 1: Kiely] What's up with ya Callin me like I'm your girlfriend When i just met ya The other night Boy it's not a good look, for you [
: [Kiely] [Verse 1] What's up with ya Callin me like I'm your girlfriend When i just met ya The other night Boy it's not a good look, for you [Refrain
: Day after day alone in my room I ask myself why, why can't I get through to you I feel like you're overreacting It's like we're going through the same
: Fui la persona quien llego directo a tu corazon sin usar enganos ni mentiras Tu, no tuviste el valor pero poco te importo decirme que ya no me querias
: (feat. M.O.P.) [M.O.P Intro] Hahahahahaaa Yeah Nigga Whoo.. The Smoke of New York Get up, Come On! Ah! [50 Cent (M.O.P) Chorus] There's nowhere to
: (50 Cent) I'm on parole, I used to be on probaaaaaation I'm with my gun I get full coporaaaaaation I tell you "take it off" no hesitaaaaaation Nigga
: New York City... You are now rockin with 50 cent.. Are you ready? [Gun click] I said are you ready? See you wit me nigga? DROP DEAD. [mumbles:] Paid
: NYPD, LAPD, NYPD (When it's on, that's who you get, huh?) NYPD, LAPD, NYPD (That's your motherfuckin' click, huh?) NYPD, LAPD, NYPD (You a motherfuckin
: [Chorus: *Scratching*] Pain In Da Ass "Fuck You" 3x Styles "I don't give a fuck" 3x Styles "I don't give a fuck who you are" Pain In The Ass " Fuck
: [Verse 1 - Nas] Hats off, to da rich ones who flash and floss Pour some liquors out to my dogs trapped up north Reminisce on the deceased who no longer
: [50 Cent] Aight, check this shit out Y'all niggaz gon' stay in the car I'm'a go right over here and see somethin Gimme ten minutes, If I don't come
: [talking] Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh Southside, what y'all niggas know about the dirty south? One time [Chorus] Lord forgive me, for I've sinned Over