ѕє¢ισи иιкє тσυт тυ ρєυт ραѕ тєѕт ανє¢ ѕιѕѕσυ

ѕє¢ισи иιкє тσυт тυ ρєυт ραѕ тєѕт ανє¢ ѕιѕѕσυ
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# Posté le dimanche 30 décembre 2007 09:18
Modifié le jeudi 11 septembre 2008 07:41

ρѕу 4 ∂є ℓα яιмє

ρѕу 4 ∂є ℓα яιмє
Oooooh pour toi qui nous suis depuis l'début
Oooooh pour ceux qui découvrent, c'est que l'début les cités d'or
Psy 4 de la rime vient honorer les sacrifices de père mère plus encore
On est là Sopra ,Alonz, Vinc', Sya
On souhaite à vos familles les bon choix inch'allah
Les cités d'or
Dis-leur !
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# Posté le dimanche 30 décembre 2007 09:25
Modifié le samedi 21 juin 2008 08:34

50 ¢єит

50 ¢єит
My buddy gotta temper he dyin' to pop off
Last time he did the cops had the block all locked off
Take them with me to hustle stashed him in the trash can
My finger tips sore for four hours I bagged grams
If you meet him his destination hell or heaven
Cause I only bring em out for that 187
He dont have a heart I just keep feeding him shells
He get it poppin' in the hood so his name ring bells
Ms. Jones stay on the third floor she call the cops on me
They came I ran I had to toss my other little homie
Niggas know I got new friends so they stay in there place kid
I stay screamin' on niggaz and beatin' up base heads
These niggaz ain't thorough they just like ta pretend
Keep fuckin' around they gon say hello to my little friend
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# Posté le dimanche 30 décembre 2007 09:26
Modifié le lundi 09 juin 2008 13:24

тє ¢αѕѕ ρα ℓα тєтє ℓι єт яєρσи

тє ¢αѕѕ ρα ℓα тєтє ℓι єт яєρσи
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# Posté le dimanche 30 décembre 2007 11:40
Modifié le jeudi 08 mai 2008 05:57

ρℓυѕ q'υиє ѕєυℓ єиνιє

ρℓυѕ q'υиє ѕєυℓ єиνιє
This is so close, now follow instructions
Catch a nigga slippin, run up on him and buck him
I ain't got no conscience, them whores are nothin'
They ain't wit us, they against us, We supposed to touch em
Here's what to do if you see him approach me,
Pop that nigga, "I dont care if you know me.
Half the niggas hatin on me used to be homies
I don't trust em when they smile or when they frown, cause they foney
Everytime I come around they call the police on me
Thats why the D's in the precinct know me
They know 'bout my rap shit, they know bout how i clap people
I'm like I'm in a track meet, swift wit the mack , B
You could see the envy in they eyes fa sho mayne
Mad as a mothafucka that I'm holdin
See me in the back of the Phantom Rollin
Quick to make examples outta niggas fa sho man
Hold me down
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# Posté le dimanche 30 décembre 2007 11:44
Modifié le mardi 02 septembre 2008 09:28