Rit: Balla, Balla, Balla, Balla, Balla, Balla (x due volte) (instrumental) Rit: Balla, Balla, Balla, Balla, Balla, Balla (x due volte) Balla che stai per partire Balla
pound And let em think they playin with that And imma show em with one squeeze, how 16's spray in ya back (chorus) (Desperado) I write my rhymes in the kitchen cuz my balls
There stands the glass Fill it up to the brim Till my troubles grow dim It's my first one today There stands the glass That will ease all my tears That
Standing on the dock at Southampton Trying to get to Holland or France The man in the Mac Said, "You've gotta go back" You know, they didn't even give
Traducció: Spandau Ballet. L'assassinat era el cas [deathaftervisualizingeternity].
Traducció: 8ball. Va ser.
Traducció: Juicy J. Baller Estat.
Traducció: Diversos artistes. Ghetto Ballin (Part.2) - Killa-kc feat Màster P i Stat Quo.
: Not my only love and not my first These emotions have been well rehearsed Who can satisfy a common thirst Only a fool would try Borrowed phrases that
: arigatou, to kimi ni iwareru to nandaka setsunai sayounara no ato mo tokenu mahou awaku horonigai The flavor of life tomodachi demo koibito demo nai
pound And let em think they playin with that And imma show em with one squeeze, how 16's spray in ya back [Chorus] [Desperado] I write my rhymes in the kitchen cuz my balls
Written by: Russ Hull, Mary Jean Shurtz and Audrey Grisham There stands the glass, fill it up to the brim Till my troubles grow dim, it's my first one
You can take this how you want But to me it means I'm dying here tonight In your arms and in your eyes Don't forget to keep me in mind You know you were
Je me souviens j'etais souvent en retard le matin a l'ecole Je portais des sacs plus lourd que moi J'avais des billes pleins les poches et du sucre
mind And I'm chasin' it all the time Fuck them soft niggas I'm livin' the life of crime Gettin' mine, fuck y'alls Everybody can't ball So I hustle all
affonda nella merda tutto il profilo quella e la macchina giaguaro e come un sigaro nel burro arte sembra forte sul foglio di carta che piego e tengo
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Stand a little From your hand <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a> Broken birdie Lost his voice Black black lightning
