you know I dont bicker Just say my name itll be even bigger chorus: I look good x7 Why you wanna hate on me x3 Shit I look good. Stunna man Im the
Tradução: El Pack. Me veo bien.
war before i even open up my door before i even look out i'm pissing all of my bullets about i wrap myself in a bag i'm all wrapped up in prague i'm
to I'm West Philly Freck, yeah I get dirty I'm the best, hands down, like six-thirty [Paul Cain:] Look Like Michael J. Fox, I got +Family Ties+ Posing
time I know I'm bout to drive you crazy Last time, but i gotta see my baby I know I swore I wouldn't break ya heart no more Tried to walk but I just cant
this I swear Sorry baby girl I tried the best I could But if I can't be in the streets I guess heaven's just as good This is the last time I know I'm
they spinning shit When I took trips OT, I never winning shit I just drop then cop, and then I tennis shit Diddy and mike, yes, I'm All About The Benjamins
brain Ain't gotta look over my shoulder, I'm good with the aim Good with the handle and the bullet's good with the bloodstains And the coroner's real good
check out +My Melody+" I wanna live good, so shit I sell dope For a four finger ring, one of them gold ropes Lana told me if I passed I'd get a sheepskin
I thought I was down, let me tell you what I was [Hook:] I was young, I was dumb, I was just too cool I was loud and obnoxious, I was just that fool
*1 [Lady Levi] Me nigga Tu-pac ALWAYS look good You know that's true 'im look good every time Ooh, pussy war? Step up *1 Can yi know I'm servin up blood
't cuss man I had a down ass homie though; we ran the streets And on the scene at the age of fourteen, huh I packed a nine and my nigga packed a forty
check out my melody I wanna live good, so shit I sell dope For a fo' finger ring, one of them gold ropes Nanna told me if I pass I'll get a sheep skin
thinkin' I'm crazy right? you are crazy.. I ain't crazy... you are crazy.... atleast I don't think I'm crazy I think my shit is hot, I think I'm hot you
