Letras de canciones gratis
Otros Artistas: MOLEJO | NB RIDAZ | COMPROMISSO CERTO | GIAN E GIOVANNI | WILSON SIMONINHA | MARCOS WITT | MADISON AVENUE | YUNG WUN |

Adaptador Usb Ide Sata Disco Duro / Cd / Usb 2.0 Nv6
$ 148.00

Nuevo ! Dvd Autoestereo Boss Bv4450t Tvtunner Cd Mp3 Am Fm !
$ 899.00

Quemador Dvd Lg Super Multi, Doble Capa, 20x, Nuevo En Caja
$ 289.00

Guitarra Acustica Economica Incluye Plumillas Cd Curso Y Mas
$ 399.00
Buscador Boonic



Las letras de canciones son propiedad de sus autores y se encuentran en esta web sólo con objetivos informativos.
* mesa
* furadeira
* Blog Leica
* volcano
* viewsonic
* Pet Shop Boys
* BLOODHOUND GANG
* Webppliance server
* Bolso
* control
* Indice De Precios
* leitor

OL DIRTY BASTARD | Lintballz
Productos de este artista





(Whats your move bitch nigga?)
Suttin aint goin down like that
I aint lettin niggas know they aint know
(How you gonna get what you aint got?
You know what Im sayin?) You aint gonna get it
(Yeah) Thats the way its goin down
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Fuckin around
{Yo I mastered the art of Shadowboxin!}


Do or die, ball or fly
Lintballz always hangin around tryin to get high
But fuck sittin around waitin on a hook up
Its time to turn the heat up
And catch these papes like cooked up
What?


Niggas waitin for hook up, get shook up
Never get your weight off and do a push up
You smokin all my purple kush up
Dont make me push and rook up
Get you touched up, I lift my wrist up, yup, yup
Now niggas know Lil Diggs, only twice wore a suit
Had sex in a group with a couple of bitches dance for loot
See Ima tell them niggas about spendin all they loot
Partyin and trickin on bitches and dont recoup
I got my own version of roots
Cracker ass nigga pickin cotton and polishin my Brooklyn Zoo boots
The new news is Brooklyn Zoo
Sunz and Two On Da Road, Blue, Crazy Cuffie Fam too


Yo, I aint tryin to be on no forever broke shit
So I made myself eatin these streets where blood leak
Me and my whole fleet smoke trees, blow heat, roll unique
Do or die tactics, and keep us sharp on our feet, meak
And all we do is make classics, CCF, the Unit
Dirt Dog, the Zoo, Ghetto Government, get your ratchet
95% of them niggas is faggots, and Ive had it up to here
See our face this year, appear
on your TV screen, we stay green
Money makes the world go around, know what I mean-ean?
New team, fresh and clean clean on your scene
Now sing along, sing along, yall know the theme-heme


Now do or die, do or die, do or die, do or die (aarrgh, wooh)
Now do or die, do or die, do or die, do or die (oohhh)


Yeah, bitches wanna bone a nigga when your records is sellin
Labels dont play a nigga when they nuttin but felons
Young Razah got that hot shit thats under the Heavens
GGz poppin grey goose feathers
Prostitute cheddar, crashin in whips with new leathers
Bad models be on the dick that shy and strip
Thinkin we some gangsters, thugs, Bloods or Crips
Watch who you sleep, shake hands and hustle with
Why dream to be rich when Im already rich?
Two bars I spit got the hottest nigga pissed
Chicks kiss the diamonds that twist on our wrist
Brooklyn Zoo, S.O.M., Dirty Bast shit, nigga




I whip a nigga ass on hand and hand, you get flashed
Whatever you do, I stop your ass
My name is Isis, I kill you with a hiss
I kill you with my motherfuckin piss
A matter of fact you kill yourself, nigga I crash ya stealth
(See let a nigga come through with that bullshit)
Yeah we aint sayin nuttin
I never was familiar with bein pussy
I loved that shit til its bloody


Hey yo hold up, you told me you liked that shit muddy and swampy
And you gonna hit it from where (from the back door)
This Fam right here, is the Fam right here
And if you fuck with the Zoo you gon get clapped right there
For this CREAM nigga, Ill walk through Muddy Waters
If he be call out, and rob your son and daughter
Lintballz in my pocket and yours is real lumby
Nah, Lay Down, gimme what you got G
Split the pie three ways, live off it for three days
And when its done, whos the next victim today
Im trife nigga, and I dont live by BIBLE life
I yap the nigga ripe then stash a nigga right
Yeah I did wanna do it and the Devil didnt make me
Linballz in my pocket that made me stick them Gz
Checkmate, pray to the Lord, your soul He take
Then I hip into the rob for my Fam I just got im, nigga




Yeah yeah, huh huh (motherfucker)
Thats right, thats right, OK (alright)
Yeah so {now you be knowin}
{Annihilate}
{Get some papes like Bill Gates}




Más Canciones de este artista
The Park
Sussudio
Shimmy Shimmy Ya (Studio Ton Remix)
Shimmy Shimmy Ya (Extended Version)
Ol Dirtys Back
Give It To Ya Raw
Drug Free (Remix)
Dont U Know Part II
Dirty The Moocher
Cmon
Zoo Two
Lintballz
I Wanna Fuck
Here Comes The Judge
Reunited
Anybody
Dogged Out
Dirty & Stinkin
Caught Up
Cracker Jack
All In Together Now
Good Morning Heartache
I Want Pussy
Dirt Dog
Nigga Please
You Dont Want To Fuck With Me
Gettin High
Rollin Wit You
Got Your Money
Cold Blooded
Muchas Letras © 2006