with the glock 17 as the sirens race to the scene Tryin to get dough, like Pablo, today, fuck tomorrow Seats for carro, as I recline in Monte Carlo I
baby known everywhere Step in this rap game and spark shit like a flare Way to cold at a younger age It was everyday still in the car slangin yay Hella years later still young
I said my niggas be rollin on sidewards sippin on shank(boss) 'Cause it ain't shit for young bosses in my camp Certified goon 100 on stance Got that hater
I be movin, I be joogin, I be bussin niggas heads With this A1 recipe, got me all this bread I'm a stay 10 toes and try to duck the feds Young juiceman
Bad Bitch Screen Flipped Down Watchin Me In It Wip Ya Like A Kid Brick, Hear Me 'for You See Me Bitch Bet You Rollin Quarters Like A Meter Bitch Young
Wayne, Yung Joc, Rich Boy & Lil' Mont) Aight, Got A Little Service Announcement, If Yo Chain Hang Low, Then You A Certified Stalla, A Certified Boss, Young
Check it out check it out Kurupt & 'Cat live live live...the Road Dawg Assassins Blaze on...yeah who dat who dat who dat? Kurupt...Young Gotti back again
I didn't even know a young lady could look that good I'm ready da bounce outa queens and come to your hood I'm ready da change your life baby, spend some
que ca veut signifier. Comme Master P, il n'y a pas de limite Dans le monde du beton pis de la brique. De phase en phase, je monte meme si on disait
keep bailin what can yall do? What you already could? Beat me down, drag me up and drop me in a crip hood? I'm trouble [Chucky:] Young stars rollin
Translation: Ledoux, Chris. Go Riding Young Cowboy.
the sound of drums and rising horns pressed on our backs / we've moved through sand against a wind that carries nothing / my words must be meaningless
al mar Te acuerdas en la High, estabamos en el La pelicula no es VCR, ahora es Blue Ray Baby, vamonos pa' Monte Copey En el Jet G-4, El rythim play four
war an hent An avel ne vank ket wa' 'n divjod, ba' skevent Avel a-benn ha goueliou tenn Avel 'ar vor, goueliou digor Mat er c'horf mat er penn Dao mont
to little Haiti Cause it's Busta... (Luda)... and (Young Weezy Baby) With Flip Mode and DTP, shit be gettin' ugly Weezy tell 'em what you rep... (I represent Young
to the swans The count gave me a jet black saddle to ride upon Showed me the view Showed me the horses And he showed me you And you were young as morning
flipped down watchin me in it wip ya like a key brick, hear me 'for you see me bitch she''s on the back seat rollin quarters like a meter bitch young