: U-God] Yeah, I'm talkin' to you... Yeah, I'm talkin' to you... [U-God] On my solo destiny, try to shit on me When I break you chains, all you lames
Vertaling: U-God. Ek is Talkin To You.
U-God] Yeah, I'm talkin' to you... Yeah, I'm talkin' to you... [U-God] On my solo destiny, try to shit on me When I break you chains, all you lames gonna
I just hate stupid people. They should have to wear signs that just say I'm stupid. That way you wouldn't rely on them, would you? You wouldn't ask them
saw, this is what you live for I'm a motherfuckin' monster I, I crossed the line, line And I'll, I'll let God decide-cide I, I wouldn't last these shoulders
alone I give love to my homies, then I bounce the fuck home Bodyguards are something that I just don't do Cause if I'm after you black, I'm gonna clap
pays ---- !! Verse three: I'm notorious, I'm infamous. Like a snake I'm venomous For those who may diss I think you shoul consider this I can make
a plane, no its I Yea, I holla five on four till they bury me man I'm the father of New Orleans and I'm a family man, you heard me [Hook] When the levees
did Oh, oh no I didn't Oh, oh yes I did C-U-B-O gonna rip it up Y'all don't want that extra clip I'm from Miami, man, pretty some y'all understand
, I m the ... I turn boys into lambs when the time's right I'm your life, you're excited by my name I'm what you decide, motherfucker, I'm fame Fame ?
Boi] Some of that uh, LTD Lincoln Town Car Some of that El Dorado funk, know what I'm talking about Gangsta Shit, you know, lay back, cool out, yeah You
You know how we play baby, listen I'm at a car wash right now But I'ma hit you as soon as I'm right over there Right in front, right? Okay, aight gotchu
damn right I shoot If a nigga run up on you I'ma get him and I spill like I s'posed to do And If I roll wit you Ima be that little nigga off the hook
a fuck what you want with niggas and bitches You be fuckin' with this and you will feel that I'm hot and ready And you will know what I mean I'll be
grading you with the letter four I mean the letter F-O-U-R Tryin to say you a G?! I'm like Oh-you-are? Don't be talkin all them lies like I don't know
has returned (Cause I'm out here grindin') I do this for the streets, the runners (Cause I'm out here grindin') I don't care what nobody say I'm a be
