Midnight Mass a yellow moon Wonder walked from my window Now she sings a different tune Golden tones, out of the blue Now the sky is clearing Looking
Translation: Mach 7. United States Of Japan.
Translation: United Kingdom. The Only Thing She Needs (7:53).
bass 9-1-7 b-b-b-b-b-b-bass 917 it's a black thing? it's got to be a black thang. (repeat)
Let's, let's stick together Stick together Till the war is won Me and you we gon fight together We gon fight forever till the war is won, won now You
Z, Master P, Nas, Ice Cube Dub C, Mack-10, DMX, Mobb Deep Ruff Ryders, Eastsidaz, Warren G, Red and Meth Uncle L, Naughty and Treach The whole Flava Unit
gotta light a J You gotta puff a J on this one You can't even drink Crist-OWL on this one You gotta drink Crist-ALL Buy some red wine, a little Gocha 9-7
It's all about Mo Trues Humbly United Gathering Souls Babi Boi, my angel, daddy'll meet you at the Crossroads (Crossroads) Babi Boi Mind of a souljah
all these same bitches, I need to take care a new flower, so Joe can take a shower and get wet, and then jet like ahhhh, seven-forty-seven I tell the girls my number 7-7-7
t the same man Flyin' by the sky like Starscream T.B.S. & G-Unit! Fuck all the niggas on his team My money ain't over! Check it! T.B.S. Generals and G-Unit
should see when I'm stuntin', I flash the stones they be wantin' **** see me rollin', you can tell that I'm holdin' I'm just doin' ma thang, you know the Units
the pound 32 ENT dog we constantly workin' O7 avalanche same color urkel Flyin' down 20 and we all smokin' purple Twerkin' 5 phones we'll call em' chirp mobiles Movin' units
back, and Im feelin so true, got much love for my nigga named Screw, that Key-C in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan, I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him,
your bottles in the air for Yayo, he on House Arrest And on behalf of 50 Cent, this is G-Unit West Now stomp, G-G-G-Unit, now stomp, G-G-G-Unit I hear
it to rob to rock and howie tee Now, I'm talkin about omega psi phi fraternity Givin a little history For some people, their lucky number's 7 For q-dogs
a heck (Hey yo, why you bug a hooker like that?) Yo, she breasted on my neck People walk around like yall, they got charred But I'm big like Gorilla, 6-7
to da money, I be getting I be getting to da money, I be getting to da money I be getting to da money, I be getting I'm getting to da money 24/7, ain
When I ripped apartments and the Corman suites Two and a half units available, bass you can't trace Your girl staring in my face at 7,000 feet Turbo
