You laugh at me because im different i laugh at you your all the same you'll find it really hard to laugh now with one of my bullets in your brain HA HA
Traducere: GBH. Ha Ha.
Send in the goon squad It's getting out of hand They're marching all over Our Promised land They've got dogs on bits of rope And bits of rope for hair
Can't take no more of this daily grind I need some space to unwind Not enough Carrots to many sticks But i'm prepared to take the risks I'm falling
lines You laugh at me because im different i laugh at you your all the same you'll find it really hard to laugh now with one of my bullets in your brain HA HA
At the bottom of a deep dark lake I drove back to yesteryear Sometimes seen and sometimes not I believe theres a lochness monster What a wicked web
boot before we knew it, it was over fast and New York City, was frozen by the blast they say they'll take away the cap. of G.B.H the last time, their
No survivors in this game of hate We all get changed in a certain way Our ideals changed by mortar There isn't a person who doesn't pay No survivors,
two levels above you baby Hug me baby, I'ma make you love me baby It's ten years and we still runnin this motherfucker [P. Diddy] + (Notorious B.I.G.)
side b***h ride unless she a Oprah B***h I'm too fly to drive, I'ma need a chauffeur I get a whole lot of h*** like a G supposed ta They could put me
i d0 tha rick james h0ld up my chain pe0ple st0ppin jus 2 see watch me d0 my thing b0ppers b0ppin but they kn0 i aint lame i g0t game plus i been makein
Ha ha, the remix, 5 on it We creepin' in too, baby (We got 5 on every thang, mayn) We got uh, Dru Down, we got the Luniz (Shock G, whassup?) (Know it'
Yeah, ha, ha, ha A B boys rock the world CD's and tapes help generate papes E-F is the important Def G-good, H is what style be When I grab the microphone
uh-ha!) (hurry?) So they all wanna talk sweet to my "BlackBerry". [RawLT:] I'm in my wife beater, "Boy Shorts", laid back, comfortable. H-2-O, not RFL
is my position I gotcha wishin' for an intermission Fuck the kissin', lickin' down to your belly button, I ain't frontin' They don't call me B.I.G. for
money You got what I want, I got what you need Let's put it together; get this money Gettin' that money my nigga Ha ha, ha ha Ha ha ha ha ha ha I gotta
fame, when I brought it to the top Here we go, in this b-i-t-c-h Chorus [master p] (talking with echo) Represent, ughhhhhhhhh! Ha ha! that's how we
haßen Softies, haßen süße Brüder brauchen keine Leader, sind sich selber das Lied den D.I.N.K.S. ein Rätsel, den G.R
