her feel like nothing else. She never talks to anyone. She hides away, abhors the sun. She keeps her heart within a box, Protected with one hundred locks
Käännös: Get Set Go. Sata Lukot.
makes her feel like nothing else. She never talks to anyone. She hides away, abhors the sun. She keeps her heart within a box, Protected with one hundred locks
pulled me to the side And he schooled me quick, told me son gooey, shit You can't get paid in a earth this big, you worthless kid Niggaz don't deserve to live, go and get
buddy, Scain scholar get the fuck outta here I don't wanna see you guys around here again alright Look take it from Larry Lock the rapper man get the
other man) lock 'em up, nigga, lock 'em, bullshit (man) hey, look, nigga get out there, nigga these niggas ain't sho' ta riz-ayd, right we gon' get in
, brick apiece, capiche? Everybody gettin' cream no one considered them leech Think about it now, that's damn near one-point-five I kill 'em all I'll be set
front, and I'ma pop one in your shoulder Yo, raise the partition, cock guns with ammunition Knock you out position and have your little hoe missin Niggaz get locked
spots get rushed, knots get touched, police busts Yo, what happened? Police kicked door, yo, he was rappin' Your wife, what? What? What? What? Dressed indecent A hundred
MC's, me nah go have it De automatic, get de automatic Tonight a rapper gwan die Crazy MC's waste they time chasin' millions While KRS-One, holds the
' Last crew to want it caught a hundred trying to pass through [Fat Joe] That's true, so who the next to get it? TS is the best that did it (get it off
Rules' (Jewels) Last crew to want it caught a hundred tryin to pass through That's true, so who the next to get it? TS is the best that did it (Get it
, macks, everyday, all day Shot callers, even high rollers keep it movin' What u see is what you get now The kinda style make the whole world go wild
all our thugs That's locked in chains Yo, we've went from rags to riches and get pitches With mad bitches, yo, you can get a autograph Or one shot,
you ain?t go stripes Something going on, what it is Briscoe?! I tell 'em bitches that I?m touchin nosey ass [?] Just know that, ya boy one-hundred I
this one Don't make me diss one paw Its all about enterprisin and get rich son Steal a nigga yo, collect currency yo Could lock a bank up, IRS can suck
