From the mountain comes a soul And the stones grow up like trees From the mountain comes a soul And the stones grow up like trees All blues hail Mary
B O R O, nigga who I?d die for, survive war How we came a long way in solidarity Don?t let nothing try to spoil this day To Run, D and Jay is love and
motherfucker start to fightin' (Bout it!) Bad as vogues, I'm cold, extra see through [Unverified] PG [unverified] never fuckin' knockin' niggaz 'Cause I make 'em all see 3-D And P-D
should salute me, nigga you should salute me Nigga you should salute me, nigga you should salute me Nigga you should salute me, nigga you should salute
tout le temps, s'eclatait ? Refrain PAPA, c'est moi ! Salut, comment tu vas ? Je sais que de la-bas, tu vois et veilles encore sur moi. CEDAR, ANNIE, ERIC, CHRISTIAN, JOE
Taking you back to ringside, just when you thought it was over The last battle was brought forth by G.I.Joe and Cobra Mercenaries and soldiers, G.I. Joe
Joe Public in an overcoat a smile on his face and his fingers down your throat making you stick with his victory salute Vs up for England or does he mean
a la sante d'hier A la sante du temps, du bon temps Quand il ne manquait pas un De tous nos vieux copains Buvons un verre a la sante d'hier Et oublions
you should salute me, nigga you should salute me Nigga you should salute me, nigga you should salute me Nigga you should salute me, nigga you should salute
O, nigga who I'd die for, survive war How we came a long way in solidarity Don't let nothing try to spoil this day To Run, D and Jay is love and my thugs
these Niggas if ya boss wasn't my Man I'd service these niggas(fo real) mixtape general Love I gotta scoop that nigga It's riot or diet they gonna Salute
hey) [Verse Three: M.O.P.] [Fame] SALUTE! Comin from your man {?} Bill [Will] SALUTE! Comin from Mr. Fizzy Womack [Fame] WE'RE BACK! To irritate you
scum are packed in with their tax-free loot. Checkout calamity, you're cheated out of loyalty points, ten more years at this joint you'd be home & dry
'sessera jamais d'representer la terre mere. La ou les gros voyous deviennent des agents,raquettent les joueurs de foot,c'est ca ou une balle dans la janmbe. On te salut
Salut Joe ouais j'men vais j'tire mon canot J'mets les bouts et j'glisse tout doux sur le bayou Ma cherie ma p'tite cherie reviens chez nous Mon petit
fachos J'etait a la porte de Saint-Cloud avec une amie C'etait a la fin d'un match Marseille contre Paris En effet, j'ai fait l'erreur d'etre present