The news hit me like a ton. I didn't know what I was waiting for. That day came like a rolling thunder and we were waiting for the sun. "Hey man I haven
Tradução: Nada más Negro. La caída del Pop.
: The news hit me like a ton. I didn't know what I was waiting for. That day came like a rolling thunder and we were waiting for the sun. "Hey man I
the maniac Only thing I'm givin out is black donuts and dirty backs Let me tell how you rough I get I pop shit behind your back get in your face and
get dropped, take the advancement and run Ride by you in the rain while you carry your son Call your house and hang up on you for not givin' me none Born
gibberish* "translation" so you can suck my dick if you don't like my shit, cause i was high when i wrote so suck my dick. Two pills i pop till' my pupils
: Big Boi] Pop tires in reverse, you'll be needin a nurse Leave you layin on your back in a Cadillac hearse Now your momma in all black with a matchin
Verse Four: Big Boi] Pop tires in reverse, you'll be needin a nurse Leave you layin on your back in a Cadillac hearse Now your momma in all black with
? Yeeaaah) You know, word up, not playing the games, with these niggaz, man (Somebody tell me what do I do...) None at all, man... hit 'em off, none of
a get more shine than a little bit Soon as I hit the stage a-pplause I'm hearing it Whether it's black stars, black cars, I'm feeling But can't none of
be poppin' tags Pop tires in reverse, you'll be needin' a nurse Leave you layin' on your back in a Cadillac hearse Now your momma in all black with
slaps, makin' snaps Cold cash money and Too $hort raps Oakland, California that's where I'm from The city where the boys say you don't want none But
is supplying things Hoop dreams, dunking over cars, let the choir sing [Verse 10 - The Game] Yo, it's that black raw, black dog, pulling up on that black
we're be there all night Tight as hell, jet lag, just got off a flight But that don't stop me, who? Not me Pop 1 bottle, pop 2, bottles pop 3 4, 5, 6
niggas ain't G's, they wanna be thugs And it ain't shit to slang these motherfucking slugs The fools ain't plugged, plus ain't no hoes over here I done dropped more
the crack And hidin shank's under they mattress Where were you When will you realise When cockin glocks To pop those cops Makes a mil of these blocks Ride in drop
