the police broke down the door I said, "Lord, Lord, what can a poor boy do?" It's tough when you can't make no money, seems like all the bad breaks come
Tradução: BB King. Mala suerte.
and the police broke down the door I said, "Lord, Lord, what can a poor boy do?" It's tough when you can't make no money, seems like all the bad breaks
: Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, colorado, wud up mother fucker, 303, new shit, what place, yeah, yeah, take a leaver, 303, king the strong man, call
x6] You can run an tell my city I'm on [x6] You can run an tell my city it's on [Bun B:] Bun B King of the Trill also one of the dopest, Whether the
: Dance like Micheal Jackson (Break, Break y'all) Dance like Micheal Jackson (to the beat y'all) Dance like Micheal Jackson (Break, Break y'all) Dance
and pulled out the party Ha Ha Hollygrove shit, I'm on my Hollygrove shit Lookin for a bad bitch, I give her dinosaur dick Big bad flow Weezy, fuck the
: [T.I.] Yea You already know what it is pimp (ay ay ay) T.I.P king of the motherfuckin' South (B Gezzy let's do it homie) Grand Hustle pimp (Choppa
: [Toffty] This is 'T' to th motherf**king offty What's your problem , Dickhead? [Robbie] Don't kick my dog, Dickhead Don't beep at me, Dickhead Why
overlooked look 1967 I was seven livin proof of what I had learned in my youth what a difference a score and a decade makes mistakes and super bad breaks
an interview like Phil Donahue Me and my crew, translate Los Angeles Scandalous, like Watergate Phil on the break, Phil on the break Phil/fill in the blank, it feels bad
you [Chorus] [singing: Pimp C] Ooh baby (ooh baby) Ooh baby (oh baby) Give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up now [Bun B:] Yeah she a bad mamma
all wanna do....do [Chorus: Bun B] Dollars, we foldin' na, slab, we rollin' na, bitches we controllin' na Man, I'm Holdin na [x4] [Verse Two: Bun B] Man, I break
With Sharif makin' sure R&B, was well done Might live by the gun, but keep livin' through my livin' son Hook: [King T] x4 Outro: [King T] We make,
