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Long Brice

Man I hate you found me here, whiskey on my breath I know I should be ashamed, so much for those twelve steps He said No my son, I know you're doing

food and vest I hope when Dre hear this, he give a beat for ten more 'Cause I stay on the corner like squegeemen Yo Nate Dogg, what's happening y'all Long Beach, Brick

vest I hope when Dre hear this, he give a beat for ten more Cause I stay on the corner like squegeemen Yo Nate Dogg, what's happening y'all Long Beach, Brick

Prijevod: Silkk shocker. Od Long Beach 2 Newark.

vest I hope when Dre hear this, he give a beat for ten more Cause I stay on the corner like squegeemen Yo Nate Dogg, what's happening y'all Long Beach, Brick

Dear Father, how long have you gone without speaking to your first-born son? (He's well, she's fine) I'm better still Still looking good On everything

J'ai du mal j'ai du mal a me sentir bien Et je ne sais pas de quoi ca vient On appelle ca 'quotidien' Un dedale ou se perdent en va-et-vient L'envie

mords Mais pas trop fort Je pique et je mords Je pique et je mords Mais sans remords Les sticks et les clopes Les sticks et les clopes Images en bloc De bric