So you want to tie both my arms off and force feed me to sharks Just for the sake of releasing me from a memory of when you slept in the serpent's
Oversettelse: 8stops7. Bedre.
Oversettelse: 8stops7. Ingen gjør det bedre enn oss *.
So you want to tie both my arms off and force feed me to sharks Just for the sake of releasing me from a memory of when you slept in the serpent's den
Chorus: Don't you stop it, don't you stop what you're doing You don't really wanna stop Eh eh Don't you stop it, don't you stop what you're doing
s more than money Better than anything I could imagine All of ya souljahs keep on smashin (All the way) We could chill in the hood look mansion ansion [Verse 8
me your g's. Nigga you can't get with these, nigga please. Flesh-Verse 6 See you betta be takin' your loss and then I don't know. Betta be gone,
I done done you ain't satisfied And you don't wanna' answer to my who's and my why's Just loan me back my keys to my C L 55 Better hurry the bus leave at 7
see me wit it If a nigga runnin up best believe he get it See us in da club nigga we be trippin Niggas rap bout that shit we livin 7 or 8 stacks on
h*** love me and they can't stand me Chubby wads of cash, my h*** hand me 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 plus 8 is 16 ***, Tasha, Tameka 16 ***, Karoline and
?) Well lets get keyed. Verse 1 *(E-40)* I wish I had some half, mutha fuckin plastic, I'm on the floor, an I can't stop throwin up, devastatin
Verse 2: Gollie G Gollie G bumblebee ring around the rosie a quacka full of hosie the hip hop scooby doo why whatch the jar drop let the sunset stop
(5) The gall of you to call to who all of you to pause (7) I can promise my knowledge degrees has started a lot of beefin (6) {*gasp*} The fall of your momma's cheeks (8
m running the hood and nothing can top it You can Google it and you can search it On how a nigga come and unlock it, impossible to stop it More fire,
Chorus: Don't you stop it, don't you stop what you're doing You don't really wanna stop Eh eh Don't you stop it, don't you stop what you're doing You
I walk wit the mac in my sweats Air forces, wife beater, fitted cap to the left My chain hang 35 inches, my heat 7 and a quarter Beard 8 and a third and
I could've sworn you knew that AC's having a rap sale You wanna buy 1 or 2 Or 3 or 4 or 5, or 6 or 7 or 8 Or 9 or 10 or 11, or 12 or 13 or 14? 'Cause
need a dose Of that shit that got some of my gente dreaming All in my flows, nobody knows where it all goes But it takes it til the end, final countdown 10, 9, 8, 7
