That's how I live for a nigga I'm not fearing any man. Berenika Kohoutova 85 Shazams. And I've looked over.
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Fame went to they head, so now it's " Things just ain't the same for gangstas But I'm a little too famous to shoot these pranksters All of these rap singers claiming they bangers Doing all sorts of twisted shit with their fingers Disrespecting the game, no home training or manners I was doing this shit when you was shitting your Pampers I was moving them grams before you knew what a hand in hand was Ducking the vans, radars, the scanners Before you knew what "hard white" or "tan" was I was hitting the turnpike, aight, with the bammers I was nice with my hands, cuz aight with them hrueky I was pricking my finger before you knew what a "Fam" was I had it laid out 'fore you knew what a plan was mil later, now you understand us Y'all ain't see us coming through Vegas You ever seen so much cham' bust in one night, grand fucked up one fight I was on the Peter Pan bus You was putting Peter Pan up in your room, y'all fucking with whom?
Who taught you to hate the color of your skin? Allow me to retort You smila is just now learning the shit that we taught You niggas ain't know about a Robb Report About hruky high matuea Porsche, i.
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They plan was to knock me out the top of the game But I overstand they truth is all lame I hold cannons that shoot balls of flames Right in they fat mouth then I carve my name Nas — too real, Nas — true king It's however you feel, go 'head, you swing Your arms too short to box with God I don't Per poter seguire i tag o gli artisti e permetterci di fornirti contenuto personalizzato in base alle tue preferenze, occorre il tuo consenso esplicito in ottemperanza alla direttiva GDPR.
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Non mi interessa tutto questo, effettua il logout. Smola A Hrusky Feat. You Might Also Like. Who taught you to hate yourself from the top of your head to the soles of your feet? I was a terror since the public school era Bathroom passes, cuttin classes, squeezing asses Smoking blunts was a daily routine Since thirteen, a chubby nigga on the scene I used to have the tre' duce And the deuce deuce in my bubblegoose Now I got a mac in my knapsack Loungin' black, smoking sacks up in acts And sidekicks with my sidekicks rockin fly kicks Honeys want to chat But all we wanna know is "Where the party at?
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Please tell me what's a nigga to do and it's true Ain't nuttin' new so I do what I can to get through Now first they had me trapped and now I'm pissed A loaded AK47 layin on my hips so don't trip One motherfucker from the underground And Big Stretch buckin' niggaz if they fuck around Yo, why ya'll got beef with police? Refresh the page to see the result. If ads still aren't showing, look into tweaking your browser settings so that they start to show.
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But I want you to know tonight, that we, as a people, will get to the Promised Land. So I'm happy, tonight.
Ain't that a bitch them motherfuckers gotta beef with me They make it hard for me to sleep I wake up at the slightest peep and my sheets are 3 feet deep I guess it's hard for you to see But now I'm pointin the finger at police instead of motherfuckers blamin' me I got the right to bear a pistol And when them punk motherfuckers get to trippin' I got shit too And maybe then you'll see the truth But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too Who taught you to hate the texture of your hair?
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