Jsuis un rasta, fume le ganja 100% un bastard Ca se casse la On se casse de la Des joints j en veux cinqo Jsuis un gringo Fume avec une bimbo Stitch n lilo Bella dans le bistro Les yeux bleux Elle me regarde de loin Ca me rend nerveux mais pas de chance que je prends pas ma chance
I once a knew guy who only had one liners No wonder he fucked up when tried to two time us 3 shots on his head, left his ass on all fours Now its five years later, no jokes no more There was 6 ding dong ditching on my door That was 7 in the morning, i was already gone Im a busy man selling 8 balls on my corner store In a free market so the 9 is core People dont tend to stay in business to long They end up getting got by a cop or a punk And people keep forgetting how to dial 911 How these streets are run run You cant outrun none By the time you count to twelve your either dying or dead son
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16 men till theres no one left
Yo ho ho and a bag of indo
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Jsuis un rasta, fume le ganja
100% un bastard
Ca se casse la
On se casse de la
Des joints j en veux cinqo
Jsuis un gringo
Fume avec une bimbo
Stitch n lilo
Bella dans le bistro
Les yeux bleux
Elle me regarde de loin
Ca me rend nerveux
mais pas de chance que je prends pas ma chance
I once a knew guy who only had one liners
No wonder he fucked up when tried to two time us
3 shots on his head, left his ass on all fours
Now its five years later, no jokes no more
There was 6 ding dong ditching on my door
That was 7 in the morning, i was already gone
Im a busy man selling 8 balls on my corner store
In a free market so the 9 is core
People dont tend to stay in business to long
They end up getting got by a cop or a punk
And people keep forgetting how to dial 911
How these streets are run run
You cant outrun none
By the time you count to twelve your either dying or dead son