'm hear to fuck up your day do Yes (yes) yes (yes) yo I step to my backwood to brown face and start clippin [Chorus: M.O.P. & Teflon] International,
'm hear to fuck up your day do Yes (yes) yes (yes) yo I step to em backwards, about face and start clappin [Chorus: M.O.P. & Teflon] International, bell
Tradução: RP. Roll Call.
m hear to fuck up your day do Yes (yes) yes (yes) yo I step to em backwards, about face and start clappin [Chorus: M.O.P. & Teflon] International, bell
not that serious, don't take it so personally Plus currently I prefer the girls who prefer the three C.P.O. C.P.O. I think I think I'm Neo I'm caught
) So baby please don't leave me hangin' Oh-No-No Please don't tell me That you about to Go-Go-Go You know you like My swag and how I Roll-Roll-Roll So
whenever you face em That's what you call microphone gangstas (was up) Yea I got em okie dokie Yea I'm raw you know my flow Cause B.O.B. acting extra
couldn't see me 'less you had a telescope I'm Bedrock bumpin', three strikes sumpin Call me Jack o' Lantern, I get head like pumpkins It's nothin', roll
Hov go now the world waitin for my solo I'm the man Stat Quo know I ain't gotta explain even Bo know Have of these rap niggaz is faker than rolls gold
he ignores me unfortunately cause I'm guilty Show me a miracle, I'm hopeless -- I'm chokin off marijuana smoke, with every toke it's like I'm losin focus
Chorus] [Verse: 50 Cent] When I was young my M.O. was to go hail the Henny And even my P.O. she called me the Ginger Bread Man I cut ya new case, and
, pass the Buddha [Chorus] [Verse Three: 50 Cent] When I was young my M.O. was to go hand-to-hand And even my P.O. she called me the Ginger Bread Man
stackin major paper roll, first at times it seems, gold credit cards we get that ass, went from bennies to bossalini's, collectin cash, they whistlin, I'm
what they call us My niggas is older, now, so they know when to unload So, when them funky, funky jump me Gon' be ready to roll (ready to roll) It's part
'm finished my pistol get jealous especially 357 me punish you Buck at me bangin wit your magnum for You crept and you came and shit changed M-11's grenades
BONE cuz a nigga be creep on Call all my thugstas, all them niggas drink Call all my thugstas, all them niggas smoke weed [Krayzie Bone] Gotta get some
