Tradução: Tiffany Oro. La tripulación del Año.
oho oh oh ... Tu m'as charme sexy lady Tu as laisse dans ma vie Un parfum sucre Sur ta peau doree T'es desormais sur mon point de mire Baby moi dans
em In and out of lanes like a New York cab I'm Mr. Ol' King, that New York cab Who's this fake nigga, on pictures with the Jake nigga? Got his crew starving
When they see he can ball, let the cold flow open them hoes I'm here, so go against my arrival is suicidal Homicidal dynamic certifiedal my mob or die crew
to the bone (to the bone) And cain't trust a nigga for shit cause Feds on the phone My whole crew dirty, fuckin with amphetamines Catch you slippin blow your whole crew
Keepin it real, I'm still deep in the field Deep with the skills for the bills I got the million dollar mouthpiece with no gold grill I bring the thrill
*gga a pine box And I ain't just talkin' about a measly nine shots Yeah I'm chopper happy and my wrist loose Call me Goldie, I'll smack your b*tch too
n*gga a pine box And I ain't just talkin' about a measly nine shots Yeah I'm chopper happy and my wrist loose Call me Goldie, I'll smack your b*tch too
matter where I go, I see the same hoe [Outlawz] Is you sick from the dick, or is it the flu? It ain't about you or your bitch ass crew Every other
just a hoochie looking for some juice. -What's up my nigga? What ya know? A nigga got a little bigger. That's all folks know. Fat gold ropes. Gotta keep
gotta learn how to shake the snakes, nigga cause the police love to break a nigga send em upstate cause they straight-up hate the niggas So what I do is get a crew
ballin, 'til the day I die You can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers Still ballin, niggaz wonder why You can bring your crew but we remain
: The finest crew ever assembled, to Colchis, their destination A kingdom's fortunes in the branches of a tree But terror springs up from the ground
bite I toss you here to Vermont I kick it lickety split and hand it to the man in the tan van and, and as for you and your crew, I don't hate you peace
temps, uh met this bitch that was in Houston, said she was from Houston, said her profession was stackin major paper roll, first at times it seems, gold
Waitin' for the bell to ring so we can go and shoot pool One day, some up the block niggaz came talking shit Bragin' on they clique, and how many crews
