them, hit man Huh? We ain't nothing but some, hit man Goodie Mob got them, hit man The out got them, hit man Outkasts got them, hit man Cool Breeze,
Tradução: Cool Breeze. Hit Man.
but some (hit man) Goodie Mob got them (hit man) The OUT got them (hit man) Outkasts got them (hit man) Cool Breeze, Witchdoctor, Lil Will (hit man) Come
percent real, ninety percent invented for a fuckin record deal Comin with somethin veterans can't feel I hit you like a steel anvil Because you grafted off the next man
we bouncin in ya place Gotta grind till he give me yo' shine, you shake and bake like [Hook] - 2X [Cool Breeze] Even when a G be bustin, ice-cold crushin
want between them legs [Cool Breeze] Hey I'm just walkin outta Foot Locker Strollin through Greenbriar Stepped in the food court, just gonna but a bean pot Ay Cool Cool Cutta (Cool
It's cool, not tryin' to put a rush on you I had to let you know that I got a crush on you While you tryin' to catch Sea Breeze, I'm in the PV's All
cause they caught it on a camera They wanna ball but they ain't got no stamina They said damn man, you lookin' like Pac I said, nah not alive, man I'
ya man squeez the damn breeze in my damn fees is so over i spit the damn heat that can light up Alaska, ask them condos with the big ass plasmas flashing one hit
some thicker ones. Hit and run, bigger funds, But still can't forget to pour liquor, As I reminisce on them niggas that couldn't come. Rest in peace, can't control another man
Alright boy, ah man Give you your rights, here we go again You have the right to remain silent Hey Ish what?s goin' on? Chill, chill it's cool Give up
don't quit, we don't quit Yeah, like for nothin' but beats and cheese Subzero degrees can't freeze the cool breeze Ease, easay straight Brooklyn doob Hit
lock But I'm cool like dat, I'm cool like dat I'm cool like dat, I'm cool like dat I'm cool like dat, I'm cool like dat I'm cool like dat, I'm cool
Mother goose hit me on the cell phone, said granny Got her healthcare pulled, had to move to Miami Poppa Bear got no time for Baby Bear Can't stop to feel the breeze
' smile Then you got the 'Shake your head, naah black That shit was wack' smile The 'Across the bar, yeah, it's cool We can hit the sack' smile The '
is ten percent real, ninety percent invented For a fuckin' record deal Comin' with somethin' veterans can't feel I hit you like a steel anvil Because you grafted off the next man
la bomba) (Vado) Im so cool plus speak high You dont even hear the room when i breeze by I see why SLR me and gy Can't stop hit the horn at least three
we wouldn't cake it, fuck you Only my man's blood is sacred, cocksucker, fuck you I'll tell you in your face, fuck you Pull it off my waist, hit you
