U-God)] We hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up (Then ride out, ride out, ride out, ride out) [U-God] The sharp and expensive, blinding ya
Tradução: U-God. Hit 'Em Up, Roll Out.
(U-God)] We hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up (Then ride out, ride out, ride out, ride out) [U-God] The sharp and expensive, blinding ya
pop or the mafia Kim tell cease get the fuckin truck We bout to hit the Wolersheim district get fucked up Pop bad bottles son twist up the phillies I'
Again Every Time We Put A Nigga Out Game Slaughter Them Catch U In The Alley Wut U Gunna Do Wit Out Yo Man Feel Like Im Bishop Standin Over Radamans U
drum, watch my foes run Nigga keeps comin when they can't slip Full of that shit, another hit from Tha' Lunatic [Stretch] Yeah, fuck that God! Word up Blowin niggaz out
*** Out The Kitchen, When Ni**As Pay Ya Every Friday U Aint Got To Stick Em, At The Dice Game If Ace Roll A Six Its No Problem, But If You Roll A Ace
where they're standing here frozen up, hangin out in the coze, here all alone, tryin find our soul, before the mind is gone, tryin find that god and roll
it hit it spit it Get it crackin in this muthafucka right when we the illest Same muthafuckas got the fuck up outta Cleveland Nigga we came up but we
: [Bizzy Bone-Chorus] Murdah is out of control Murdah just let it blow (It blow) Word up if you bucked a mothafucka down for taken ya dough (Taken ya
Layzie Bone up in here dog (Gangster, I'm a gangster, and I'm ready to roll) We gonna ride, we gonna roll (I'm a gangster, and I'm ready to roll) (I'
: [Bizzy - talking] DJ U-Neek, we need to take 'em back to the projects, man Like 1988, let me hit somethin real quick We are Way 2 Strong [Chorus:
, sharping up my flow Practicing for my shows That's usually how it goes We be ready to go, the chronic already rolled Swing through O'Fallon sounds Knocking out
real, light it up for em. Ya Know I hope you aint to tired to cry, And I hope u know u aint never to live to die. Listen, I grew up where them people
ya windows pitch black [Verse 1: Young Jeezy] i let my chain hang low put dat thang up on my waist(waist) all dem hataz talkin' recklace tell em' say
yeah, ha ha ha And we out y'all, and we out y'all And we out y'all, and we out y'all And we out y'all...
