'll see me snaking like a cheater till I'm back at your door, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on
Tradução: El D4. Ven.
You'll see me snaking like a cheater till I'm back at your door, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on
guess we're on t.v. slow down, you broke down, ?? [x3] slow down stop now? [x4] indefinitely Moving in the right direction I'm waiting to see if it comes
mon Wigle, wigle - ahaha Come on, shake it Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake - come on, shake it Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake - come on
it aint a game and if it was itd be a black Wii I'm on mah A game, never on that B shit, you on that B shit, never gone be shit. Thats how I see C shit
feet are killing her, I call it shoe-icide Looking good has it's sacrifices Chilly weather bring 4 figure jacket prices Her body nice, face dime Give you that iPhone 4
like 4 hours on a Benz with like 400 and Horsepower And a chain that had christ on it, a rollie with alot of Ice on it A pinky ring with a price on it
't up on things (Don't come close to me Unless you ride like you supposed to be) If you ain't up on things (Don't come close to me Unless you pimpin'
city of Philly, I roll up on the biddes like feel these In a size 56 Phillies In Jersey I got the Nets on That you can bet on In D.C. I couldnt pull it
Errr] Faggot nigga I slide through Any hood representin' my set, generation is new But I wear this tech like a vest Spit and tear up ya vest D-A double D
on her Dont put the back on, too many cunt stains on it When to train on her, call carl toon Have em tatoo my name on her, Star Trek 2 You know what
? on the corner straight slangin? rocks Here comes the crooked ass cops, crooked, crooked ass cops Aww, straight slangin? rocks Aww, here comes the crooked ass cops Standin? on
hood nigga lost with no direction So we bought a blacksmith in western strapped on his vest and that's his protection At the intersection waitin on arrival
D's Then picture me rollin' with da top back on a 6-4 please Get da fuck up off my ass For I put ma foot on da break den slam on da gas Burn rubba' like
of ya And the next time you disrespect the west, E serving ya Yayo You better lay low Cause the M.O.B. got some killers on the payroll I put a million dollar hit on
The Game with only 50 Cent Come back when you got a couple dollars, holla [Verse One] You gon' need more than 50 Cent to play this Game Nigga hatin on
want me to do, Drop my son off at home and come bang witchu? Oh now it's ?Fuck Game? nah ***** fuck you! I put that on my life, matter a fact that's on
