I know I'm a hit that "Skins, you got 'em", "Hit it" "Skins, you got 'em", "Hit it" "Skins, you got 'em", "Hit it" "Skins, you got 'em", "Hit it" Man I
and I know I'm a hit that "Skins, you got 'em" "Hit it!" (Repeat 4x) Man I really love it, yo I really need it I have a fat jimmy and I have to feed
Tradução: Fat Joe. Soy un golpe que.
and I know I'm a hit that "Skins, you got 'em" "Hit it!" (Repeat 4x) Man I really love it, yo I really need it I have a fat jimmy and I have to
for that shit They see a nigga stones look sick And I gotta stack of singles in my hand thats phone booth thick Cuz I'm so hood rich That I'm no good
When we see him we gonna eat that face Nobody we gonna beat that case Yeah, it's on again, two shots of patron I'm in Drive slow and let the motherfuckin
I ain't hot top for colors, I'm from Cedar Block So I got my hot tops that make your breathing stop I'm a gangsta slash rapper, check your CD shop I'm
Size 12 Converse Throught The Back Door And A Dodgers Hat To Me Is What The Yankees Is To Fat Joe Rim Low Khaki Stayed Creased Up It Has Been That Way
slow I'm show you my dick [x7] [The Game:] Hit a breakdown No 400 bars yet, I don't need that I'm gas, your whole click is ass, I mean that G-Unot cocksucker
a Benz when I wish I could park one Shed a couple tears when I heard that he caught one So everytime I drive down, wish I'll spark one, for you and 'Pac
The boss made it, yeah we floss flagrant Shame how I lost your life savings up in Las Vegas I'm a heavy better, I'm a heavy seller Keep white in the
like you a swiffer as a gifter, one blood! [Chamillionaire] I'm the realest youngster thats breathin, and I don't gotta give a reason Chamillionaire a
fame The boss made it, yeah we floss flagrant Shame how I lost your life savings up in Las Vegas I'm a heavy better, I'm a heavy seller Keep white in
it down like ya nigga Joe I'ma spit that ross's 9-2 Take ya back when I hit ya with that flow Joe track Yeah I bought u that pun Jlo's the same Young
Cent] When I'm down in DC lil' nigga, I tell 'em, I run New York, When I'm out in Philly lil' homie, I run New York, When I'm in VA I tell niggaz guess
yeah, I'm 'bout that! I put a hole in a nigga; yeah, I'm a 'bout that! Paper stacks bricks flip; yeah, I'm 'bout that! That I-95 trip I'm 'bout that! [
your broke, in a thick cloud of smoke You're like a fat joint, I'm takin a toke, I'm like coke But you ain't smilin, feelin erratic, a fuckin addict To
