in den Tod, die Kampfhunde geben euch den biss in den Tod Du bist ein Strich in der Landschaft und verkaufst dein Arsch sogar auf dem Strich in der Landschaft
zieh dein hubschestes kleid fur mich an um mitternacht kommt mein zug wenn es kein ungluck gibt komm ich heut nacht zu dir zuruck refr.: mach einen strich
I was rolling in my car when I pulled up at the mall Couldn't find a place to park, threw my keys to the valet I was only there to hang, wasn't lookin
Well the first days are the hardest days, don't you worry any more, 'Cause when life looks like Easy Street, there is danger at your door. Think this
Go baby, go baby , go, go baby Go baby, I'ma let my hair down Go baby, I'ma let my hair down (Go) Go baby, I'ma let my hair down, I'ma let my hair down
Krayzie: If you a pimp, nigga, pimp them hoes. If you a thug, you better get ready for war. If you a hustla, make your dough. If you a gansta, let your
[Common talking] Yea,Yea,Yea You know, they call me a pimp, and you know what that mean I'm a Person that's Making Profit. See I pimp internationally
*(Yukmouth & Knumskull talking)* Nigga, what's hap'nin? Who we got in here? Nigga, ain't this the last album. Fuck that. We got Richie Rich, Dru
Ahh, don't get nine, nine, nine, you only get one chance don't get nine, don't get nine, nine, nine you only get, only get, only get... Ahhh x2 Tulisa
Yes, it's is N-Dubz, yes it is Chipmunk, ay, listen to I in it You believe, you believe, you believe, you're a 'G' 'Cause you went to the park with your
N-Dubz, N-Dubz, what? Yeah, it's N-Dubz, N-Dubz Na, na, nah, it's N-Dubz, N-Dubz, what? I should have knew this from the start that if we blow all these
When a motherfucker tells me that his life's bad I tell him compared to what you been Baghdad Gaza, Basra, me and you are cool You got a car, I got a
Yo, I swear I swear I miss the times when you would tie me to a chair And tease me from the back of my neck right up to my ear She would have me to herself
I've never had love for the feds But I've always had love for my slum I'm addicted to these streets like a mum is to her kids So my people in the slum
Na, na, nye Ooh, na, na, ooh, na, na Yeah, yeah, yeah N-Dubz, N-Dubz, N-Dubz It's like first things first You'd probably think I'm a chap with good manners
D A P's to the Y Nah Nah Frickin' And this is for my DAD! Uncle B Yeah, I don't mean to bore, you know my name Chill for a second, just hear my pain