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slayers98 Big Bang Manuel Arm.. The Curse Bellman I Suppose Bellman 곡 200 | 담기 3 | 추천 1 |
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slayers98 Big Bang Manuel Arm.. The Curse Bellman I Suppose Bellman 곡 200 | 담기 3 | 추천 1 |
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slayers98 Big Bang Manuel Arm.. The Curse Bellman I Suppose Bellman 곡 200 | 담기 3 | 추천 1 |
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slayers98 Big Bang Manuel Arm.. The Curse Bellman I Suppose Bellman 곡 200 | 담기 3 | 추천 1 |
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slayers98 Big Bang Manuel Arm.. The Curse Bellman I Suppose Bellman 곡 200 | 담기 3 | 추천 1 |
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slayers98 Big Bang Manuel Arm.. The Curse Bellman I Suppose Bellman 곡 200 | 담기 3 | 추천 1 |
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slayers98 Big Bang Manuel Arm.. The Curse Bellman I Suppose Bellman 곡 200 | 담기 3 | 추천 1 |
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slayers98 Big Bang Manuel Arm.. The Curse Bellman I Suppose Bellman 곡 200 | 담기 3 | 추천 1 |
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slayers98 Big Bang Manuel Arm.. The Curse Bellman I Suppose Bellman 곡 200 | 담기 3 | 추천 1 |
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slayers98 Big Bang Manuel Arm.. The Curse Bellman I Suppose Bellman 곡 200 | 담기 3 | 추천 1 |
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(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League...)
[Verse 1: Young Jeezy] Fuck these haters, I’d kill ‘em all if I could Ain’t scared of none of y’all, so you know my aim good Blowin bin Ladie in my Porsche 911 Just left Ground Zero, on my way to kush heaven Can’t slow down, too much evil in my rear view Sometimes you wanna scream to God, but he can’t hear you And even if you did, this’ll probably be disaster Fuck you ‘plainin’ ’bout? It ain’t like you got cancer Do it for my niggas on the block that got it worse First the love, then the hate, that just a trap nigga’s curse I betcha feel like the whole world hatin’ on you But what’s the hold-up? The whole world waitin’ on you (The fame...) I wake up and feel empty Shit make you wanna squeeze your glock ’til it’s empty I’m already standin’ on the edge, so don’t tempt me Fake motherfuckers envy (The fame...) I wake up and feel empty Shit make you wanna squeeze your glock ’til it’s empty I’m already standin’ on the edge, so don’t tempt me Fake motherfuckers envy [Verse 2: Young Jeezy] You mean to tell me from runnin’ my big mouth That I could chill here in this big penthouse All elevator’d up, black hardwood floors Just to sit around and feel like it ain’t yours Your conscience gotcha feelin’ like you done somethin’ wrong But the flatscreen say "Motherfucker, we on." Pardon me, nigga, do you see this view? See Ruth’s Chris from here, what the fuck’s wrong wit’ you? Lookin’ at my Rollie, yeah, it’s almost seven Bill Gates state of mind wit’ an automatic weapon You might ‘member from puttin’ on for the city Or back when it was on two, goin’ for the fitty Opened up a few squares, opened up a few tours Just to show niggas keys open up doors “Oh, we don’t fuck wit’ Young no mo’.” Why not? The only thing I can figure, ’cause he on top (The fame...) I wake up and feel empty Shit make you wanna squeeze your glock ’til it’s empty I’m already standin’ on the edge, so don’t tempt me Fake motherfuckers envy (The fame...) I wake up and feel empty Shit make you wanna squeeze your glock ’til it’s empty I’m already standin’ on the edge, so don’t tempt me Fake motherfuckers envy (The fame...) [Verse 3: T.I.] What up, world? Long time, huh? Hey, look Lately, I been off and out of sight, seldom out of mind Ay, getcha bidne’ right, and stay the hell up out of mind I’m out my mind, tryin’ to fix it ‘fore I’m out of time Don’t worry ’bout me, God got me, bruh, I’m doin’ fine Another year in prison, promise this is it for me Tryna make it through the storm, should be makin’ history No feelin’ sorry for me, keep ya pity and ya sympathy Good or bad, take it like a man, whatever meant for me How I did it make ‘em hate my spirit, they wish they could kill it And they’ll take it however they can get it Wanna see me fulla misery, walkin’ wit’ my head down “Let’s decapitate ‘im, then we’ll see if he can wear his crown!” [Young Jeezy] (The fame...) I wake up and feel empty Shit make you wanna squeeze your glock ’til it’s empty I’m already standin’ on the edge, so don’t tempt me Fake motherfuckers envy (The fame...) I wake up and feel empty Shit make you wanna squeeze your glock ’til it’s empty I’m already standin’ on the edge, so don’t tempt me Fake motherfuckers envy (The fame...) I wake up and feel empty Shit make you wanna squeeze your glock ’til it’s empty I’m already standin’ on the edge, so don’t tempt me Fake motherfuckers envy (The fame...) I wake up and feel empty Shit make you wanna squeeze your glock ’til it’s empty I’m already standin’ on the edge, so don’t tempt me Fake motherfuckers envy (The fame...) |
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slayers98 Big Bang Manuel Arm.. The Curse Bellman I Suppose Bellman 곡 200 | 담기 3 | 추천 1 |
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slayers98 Big Bang Manuel Arm.. The Curse Bellman I Suppose Bellman 곡 200 | 담기 3 | 추천 1 |
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slayers98 Big Bang Manuel Arm.. The Curse Bellman I Suppose Bellman 곡 200 | 담기 3 | 추천 1 |
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slayers98 Big Bang Manuel Arm.. The Curse Bellman I Suppose Bellman 곡 200 | 담기 3 | 추천 1 |
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| 4:43 |
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[Young Jeezy - Chorus]
You think you're ballin cause you got a block? He think he ballin cause he got a block? You know these hoes came to see me ball You know these hoes love to see me ball You think you're ballin cause you got a block? He think he ballin cause he got a block? You know these hoes came to see me ball You know these hoes came to see me ball [Lil Wayne] These hoes call me Tunechi baby N-ggas think they seeing me, they hallucinating Bitch, I'm balling, ballin' like a muthaf-cker 12 gauge, bitch, I got a dozen of them N-gga broke, acting like he got it though I'm with a Spanish bitch, if she aint f-cking, adios! So many cars I'm like eenie meenie minie moe So many colours in the diamonds, Kaleidoscope Last year I made a hundred million dollars flat Run in ya house, get to poppin' at your shower cap My homies got them firebirds like Pontiac And if them bitches don't sell, we buy em back Where the strippers, tell em Tune on his way Tell them n-ggas I'm strapped like lingerie I aint trippin, I'm ballin, call me NBA I-I aint trippin, I'm ballin, call me NBA [Young Jeezy - Chorus] You think you're ballin cause you got a block? He think he ballin cause he got a block? You know these hoes came to see me ball You know these hoes love to see me ball [Lil Wayne] You think you're ballin cause you got a block? He think he ballin cause he got a block? |
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Jeezy (speaking)
Let's get it shawty Oh this dat shit right here Wassup wassup (103) oh! (nigga 103) oh! Dey gon get crunk when dis shit drop in the club nigga Let's go!! Why yall trippin, I'm just fine 12:45, 'bout dat time Couldn't get it all week, time to unwind Drink like a tank, lose my mind This shit crazy, way to bad Rozay baby, waste 2 stackz Hottest thing in the lot, that there mine Can't spell sober, lost my mind I'm hearin voices in my head think I'm skitzafrantic I swear they sayin let's get it from anotha planet 36 a thousand times I'm doin summer saltz Do it right and you can leave ya whole summer off I'm out my mind, yea a nigga seein double yall Now tell me what's the chance of jizzle fuckin' both of yall She said as long as we can do it wit ya ice on If that's the case we might as well leave the lights on I'm out my mind, just blew a thousand swisher sweets In my black and orange charger, call it trick or treat It ain't nothin to a boss, my goons got goons How stupid dumb big, my rooms got rooms Why yall trippin, I'm just fine 12:45, bout that time Couldn't get it all week, time to unwind Drink like a tank, lose my mind This shit crazy, way to bad Rozay baby (ha), waste 2 stackz (Aye young dis me bruh bruh) hardest thing in the lot, that there mine (Hood affiliated baby) Can't spell sober, lost my mind Plies Guess wat my momma told me, she hate my patnas Guess why she hate em though, Cuz all of em robbin' Fuck da police, cuz all of em problems White girls fun, cuz all of em swallow Why I ain't fuck ha at the house, cuz the bitch hollered And where the pill man at, he need a blue dolphin Ol broke azz nigga, stop cock blockin Security, I need help cuz the bitch stalkin A half fuckin mill, that's what the whip cost me One-hundred dollaz, that's what the pussy cost me And when the nigga start hatin, that's when the nigga lost me Fantastico, that's what the hoez, that's what the hoes call me Why yall trippin, I'm just fine 12:45, bout dat time Couldn't get it it all week, time to unwind Drink like a tank, lose my mind This shit crazy, way to bad Rozay baby, waste 2 stackz Hardest thing in the lot, that there mine Can't spell sober, lost my mind Drop the top, no broad, got ha titties out Mention my name and bring da whole city out Doing what I do best, d-boy stuntin New car, old money, d-boy stuntin Step in cleaner then a new glock-40 Nick name in the A, strapped up shawty You know my nerves bad, trigger like a toothepick Line wrapped around the corner, boy too big G-Code, black shadez and my black chainz But if you wouldnt undastand, it's a black thing You kno we drink that rozay til we black out Wake up, drink some more, pass back out Why yall trippin, I'm just fine 12:45, bout that time Ain't done it all week, time to unwind Drink like a tank, lose my mind Dis shit crazy, way to bad Rozay baby, waste 2 stackz Hardest thing in the lot, that there mine Can't spell sober, lost my mind |
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slayers98 Big Bang Manuel Arm.. The Curse Bellman I Suppose Bellman 곡 200 | 담기 3 | 추천 1 |
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