die Ohh on, on my word of honor You can trust me And you mean everything to me I swear by stars above I'll keep my word, my love I'll keep my word, my
On my word of honor All my love belongs to you Please put your faith in me You see how true I'll be On my word of honor You can trust me with your heart
Vertaling: BB King. Op my erewoord.
papi with the scraper glock with the laser Trying my best not to pop yet but the trop is major Shot my lil' 'cause I do my aunt the favor watch this
Banky B. Nino, push a 2000 benz-ino [Killa Sin of Killarmy] These rap icons, mass spit fire out of cons Fuck a bigon, rely on ion in my python We squeeze
the lyric with unlimited stance Words seem to zing on down to Bejing When we touch down you crown renowned kings There's no honor amongst thieves, street
you can bleed but please wrap me a nine on Black Christmas, I need a Gun with bullets on black Christmas, black Christmas, Nigga look at me little B My
almighty (peace blood) We all thugs and we run the streets nightly (eastsiiide) And get my lawyer, why cause I ain't coppin' out (nope) And I fuck wit b
my blue boy team but I do it for green I do it for my folks, vice, lords, and kings All us trappers, future rappers, standin' out on the blocks Tryna
my blue boy team but I do it for green I do it for my folks, vice lords and kings All us trappers, future rappers, standin out on the blocks Tryna get
rep my blue boy team but I do it for green I do it for my folks, vice, lords, and kings All us trappers, future rappers, standin' out on the blocks Tryna
Came in the game, on that fuckin "Ready to Die" shit Sold 9 mil', ended up on some fly shit Naked pictures, R&B bitches all in my Sidekick How I be killin
lyric with unlimited stance Words seem to zing on down to Bejing When we touch down you crown renowned kings [Verse two: Method Man] There's no honor
