aproape. Cind incep sa zbor,tu dispari. Vreau sa te prind, Dar ma inec in lacrimi Nu pot sa m-acund De priviri cu ochii umezi Iansi am crescut O
Cei mai buni! Hu-hu!Provocam toata lumea Si spunem"We are No.1!hu-hu! Si inc-o data reptam."Sintem The No.1!" Ti-am cerut o sansa,doar atit Sa
De-o fi cumva sa fim vreodata Loviti de sus de-o soarta strimba Mai bine muti o viata toata Decii Lipsiti de-a noastra limba De-o alta nu-mai soptiti
Ti-am cerut o sansa, doar atit Sa demonstram am vrut Ne-ai interupt, ai spus c-avem defiecte, Nu cred ca exista actimi perfecte, hey Luptam in continuare Pentru ziua cea mare, Pentru o
Ma trezesc cu tine-n gand Despre tine vreau sa cant Melodia mea de dor Care place tuturor Nu raspunsi la SMS Eu iti scriu atat de des Poate m-
De noptile calde iti vei aminti Toata iarna daca vii cu mine, Ziua vm dormi pina va veni Sarbatoarea noptilor de vis Da-mi iubirea ta, Ia-o pe
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a groupie She was just a groupie (All she wanted just was Snoopy) She was just a groupie (Yeah just a groupie) She was just a groupie Verse 1: Tha Dogg
picture mister D - I - N - C - O! be a fool but speaker with average ever number one but ain't not it's rattle game so I zone and zones of I been a special
All fly girls, nipples and toes, numb from it MC's in my circumference, is confronted son Get your growth stunted from this, you don't want it (What nigga?) The Black Thought and M-O
war And your verse at core for what you thought before Steppin' up into a zone you should never explore The next level or level of the whole conceptor Check it, 1
Bought A Cadillac [Verse 2: Polow Da Don] I Neva Slip I Neva Fall Alot Of Hoes Give Me Dey Numbers But I Neva Call A real O.G. look at v.i.p. and
I see u, when I see u I scribble X and O's in my notebook Checkin' how my hair and my nails look I feel myself in the zone I get nervous when you call
a big up to all my now rule people You know the flavor, projects M.O Lincoln Ave M.O., you know what I'm sayin'? City park in the dark, M.O., you know
in your commisary, reach you next week The streets still in a shangle, since we last broke bread And Baby Ra got left, O.T. two in the head Seen Black cop the ack, you know his numbers
It's off the hook home slice, like a lucky fish. All I wish is that you taste this like a Swedish dish. It's the L-A-R-S, H-O double-R I-S... and I represent