cold. An' no-one cares with the stairy eyes, an' no-one cares in the neon rays. An' no-one cares if you're laughing or crying, an' no-one cares if you
Tradução: GBH. No One Cares.
fucked, like a lesbian I'm to hip-hop what Cartoon is to Mexicans I'm a artist, never claimed to be the hardest Just number one since B.I.G. and 'Pac
you to the San FranCisco police department Fuck you to the Marin County Sheriff department Fuck you to the F.B.I Fuck you to the C.I.A Fuck you to the B-u-s-h
: My Name is B-O-W This one goes out to everybody all around the world Dog to dog Girl to girl I need yall to help me spell my name [Chorus] B, Bow
the run I live my life by the setting sun, got one more smoke and a broken lung Just got a deal and I'm feeling great, here's the e-i-g-h-t ?0- eight
hood, or this pop, this hot, or this strong With so many different flows there's one for this song The next one I switch up, this one will get bit up
side b***h ride unless she a Oprah B***h I'm too fly to drive, I'ma need a chauffeur I get a whole lot of h*** like a G supposed ta They could put
Ay what it do, what it do, what it do, ay what it do What it do my nigga what it do, ay what it do [Verse 2: B.G.] I'ma H-U-S-T-L-E-Rah If I don't know
, you're not jammin' If you hear one more, got dammit I-I-I can't stand it I'm taking over spots to damage that B.I.G and Pac image you got Stop dick
good girl, so she won't have none of that. She takes another sip, but she has no clue, of the spike from the G to tha H to the B. She wakes up in the
side b***h ride unless she a Oprah B***h I'm too fly to drive, I'ma need a chauffeur I get a whole lot of h*** like a G supposed ta They could put me
pimp A real man, a young boss, girl, money don't run out Holla if you down wit' Clover G's, roll, let me go I know that you'll take care of me, baby,
they right or worng tear it up [Chorus 2] Say that red hat them red b`s white b`s 23`s out the Bentley and we stay fly hunded g`s p-r-p`s hum v`s We
yes if I don't ask ya I'm a b****** Damn near showin' his hand over the plastic 'Cause they wanna see your man go in the casket Rule number one, keep your g
Want But That Money Is A Must Have Fuck Is You Drunk? Pay That Up Front Like The Ferrari Trunk Be Careful You Won't Have To Be Sorry Hon Stay Close To The G
RawLT:] I'm in my wife beater, "Boy Shorts", laid back, comfortable. H-2-O, not RFL; flow so incredible. Candy sweet - edible! - Fo' G, digital! Tell
