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, yeah sometimes the light don't shine you and me baby gonna get rehabilitated well ah, hey, I went down to N.A. business was a bouncin' like back in

e cambia. Qui c'e tutta la citta: la mia. E' primavera, e primavera, amore aspettami che c'e una vita intera. C'e ancora sole a primavera, ti porto sopra

feel sick? 53rd and 3rd, 53rd and 3rd 53rd and 3rd, 53rd and 3rd 53rd and 3rd, 53rd and 3rd 53rd and 3rd, 53rd and 3rd

soldiers too Curse those fuckers, in their castle They're all bastards too Riding in the night like a thief, although Not too skinny and not too bold 7 & 3

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' But it don't matter, my pocket gets fatter I got more hats than the Mad Hatter Well, I'm the rapper with the mic, drive a Caddy not a bike Drop a rhyme

we pimpin' these hefers Playa lectures got me shining like a new Gator stepper Must have been mad When your ho put my stuff in the dash Bust in her ass To climax, I come up with a

it cost five Hundred thou' on a ***, spent that with a smile Stackin' numbers that alarm and race White house, still move brick of law in a day I'm that

Spark two hammers Memph Man gold marks the understanding We don't engage in war we elope orange juice style Beat niggas to a pulp we broke nigga you just told 3