me, say it's not always. You've got the power, now, now give us the means. We can do it, we can do it, all we need is the money. Oh, you've got the power
Tradução: Negro. Todo lo que necesitamos es el dinero.
: [Black Thought] and yes y'all youre all rocking with the best Black Thought from the ledgendary Roots crew in the flesh i slid up in here with the
love potion CHORUS (Yami Bolo) She needs my love She said she needs my love She need my love She said she need Jah love CHORUS (Yami Bolo) She is
We need gun control [2] We were given the right to bear arms When our land was all ranch and farms The law is old and in need of updating There's no
like where the day go? We come through chargin nigga like San Diego Seventeen chargers, couple of em same color but the shit is ok though Cause all my
J's Bottles and rockin' J's Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money [Busta Rhymes:] All I know is
money All the jewlery on your whole crew that's my tax money That pablo escabar crack money That Lebron first nike contract money That make it rain all
get lonely on top You can hate me or love me, but now the cops the only homies he got When it's beef we eat, we win, but we ain't lonely we pop You sell
smack you like 50 did Fredo Starr And he picking on lil niggas Is it me or is it every video, Curtis Jackson get a lil bigger? Nigga using that muscle enhancement All I need is
victims of that trey-pound And gangbangers is the sharpshooters, we don't need no rooftops Just knock his ass down and take the money out his tube socks
the game about The bullets is in, your brains is out All over Frisco and Compton dawg, we ruthless And the truth is y'all niggaz can't stop us dawg [
that will have the boys bring the coppers out And we ballin', for all the toys is what we hoppin' out My feary side, where we ride and we all fly high
the boys bring the coppers out And we ballin', for all the toys is what we hoppin' out My feary side, where we ride and we all fly high In the AM G5'
: [The Game talking] What the fuck is all this noise? He from Cali he can't rap He ain't better than this nigga That's my favorite artist Fuck y'all
the boys bring the coppers out And we ballin, for all the toys is what we hoppin out My feary side, where we ride And we all fly high in the Leer G5's
