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. Ma tchoin faut que je l'entretienne. Le peuple faut que je l'entertain. Bakel City Cartel, Couilles-de-Bois en porte-jarretelles. Hello, c'est B2O. Je suis avec Prince Boateng, Balotelli au
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now I'm all for it. My man saw it like Dionne Warwick. A wiser team, for a wiser dream we could all score with. The cartel Argentina coke with the nina. Up in the hotel, smoking on sessamina. Trina
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Verse 1 Nas. My niggaz got scarred grills. Skully hats and gats be fullys. Brrrat, cars peel, the East Coast cartel. Rats get their tails snapped and trapped. The snitches in the streets and the
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biggest trucks. All day, call me, *. I supply the biggest stuff. Hit the block. Like I'm Cartel blunts. Ready for something to dump. I feel as though I got the biggest nuts. . Ness. Wait, move
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hotel. Pre-Chorus Minhyuk, Hyungwon & I. M. So let's go be the clientele. 'Cause we look like the cartel. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm addicted to you right now. And I want you to stay 'round. Tell your
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. No distance or tour bus can take me. To make me forget gettin my ass whipped. In the parking lot of MaZio's. Skippin church the first time I heard Planet Rock come out a boombox. That may be the
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your thermostats (beep beep beep beep). Bomb MC's with rough megahertz so call me. Funk Doctor verbal Starburst, lyrical expert. Your boombox better form a union. Cause I leave your circus overworked
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your thermostats (beep beep beep beep). Bomb MC's with rough megahertz so call me. Funk Doctor verbal Starburst, lyrical expert. Your boombox better form a union. Cause I leave your circus overworked
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. No distance or tour bus can take me. To make me forget gettin my ass whipped. In the parking lot of MaZio's. Skippin church the first time I heard Planet Rock come out a boombox. That may be the
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freeway Dig this, in the field of rap, I pull rank. Sets it Off like Vivica Fox and La' robbin banks. What you think? On the roof I work, smokin dank. Puffin Bone Thugs and the boombox crank. Live in
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freeway Dig this, in the field of rap, I pull rank. Sets it Off like Vivica Fox and La' robbin banks. What you think? On the roof I work, smokin dank. Puffin Bone Thugs and the boombox crank. Live in
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wasn't old school, fifty pound boombox . Would you hold me on your shoulder, wherever you walk . Would you turn my volume up before of the cops . And crank it higher everytime they told you to stop . And
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. 22Girl your booty like pastel cake. 0314. 21I'ma kill the booty cartel boom-boom. 0316. 78Girl you always be my angel. 0318. 52Rock the halo yup. 0319. 57You my bad gal ayy. 0321. 07You got the best ass in
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My niggaz got scarred grills, skully hats and gats be fullys. Brat, cars peel, the East Coast cartel. Rats get their tails snapped and trapped. The snitches in the streets and the snitches who rap
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got my own record label, you heard of us. The Posse Family Cartel, you know what I'm sayin', we real. Who this nigga thing he is? I'ma house hold name, wit' game spittin' outta my mouth at all times
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, Got Bricks Dnt Need No Scale. Im Plugged In With The Mail, Im Part Of The Cartel. That ReRock Aint No Clean, 62 Hundred For A Neen. Said *** It All Up On Jeans, Ima True Religion Phein. Got Bands In The
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. Onli donstruonso va! Win chesta 30/30 el carabina en gargola Yankee Man yao. Yao. Yao. (win chester en la calle calibre de mento o de el haciendo conecciones ahora crece mi cartel primero es el
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rap cats that prefer dissing us. My 16's be so real, you can feel 'em in your vain. Like Ramello's pops from Sugarhill. J be the 'cause for the kiss at your wake. Cartel lips, spitting clips at your
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L. O. X. get respect like Sonny from 'Bronx Tale'. Us and DMX, the Ruff Ryder cartel. Thirsty to live, are y'all niggaz eager to die?. I tell all my niggaz ride, you won't leave with a dime
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Hpnotiq and soon I'll. Turn this brouha to a barroom brawl. So hit scratch on the break like the cue ball. Turn the volume all the way up on your boombox. And excuse the locker room talk, I'm just too raw
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sing along to my stereo. Let's go!. If I was an old-school, fifty-pound boombox (remember them?). Would you hold me on your shoulder, wherever you walk?. Would you turn my volume up in front of the cops
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, just sing along to my stereo. 0130. 950(Let's go). 0132. 230If I was an old-school fifty pound boombox. 0134. 750Would you hold me on your shoulder wherever you walk?. 0137. 440Would you turn my volume
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Midwest gun cartel, nigga Yeah, well just clap up ya brains, snatch up ya chains. See dog, rap is my aim. But I'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game. A test of my frame, tapped to my brain
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Doctor with no guilty conscience. I'm still shockin' like droppin' a boombox in bathwater. More shockin' than a *** Blanka. Verse 3 Joell Ortiz. I just finished fuckin' a fish called Wanda. I'm finna
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and the yacht. Brand new Glock non-stop hip-hop. Remote control boombox lampin on my dresser. The God ain't no lesser as the pressure comes to test ya. Hundred pound weight around the neck, daily
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Ramello's pops from Sugarhill. J be the cause for the kiss at your wake. Cartel lips, spittin clips at your face. We started from the bottom. You'll see bad niggaz pardon, whatever. We can do it at the
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L. O. X. get respect like Sonny from 'Bronx Tale'. Us and DMX, the Ruff Ryder cartel. Thirsty to live, are y'all niggaz eager to die?. I tell all my niggaz ride, you won't leave with a dime
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L. O. X. get respect like Sonny from 'Bronx Tale'. Us and DMX, the Ruff Ryder cartel. Thirsty to live, are y'all niggaz eager to die?. I tell all my niggaz ride, you won't leave with a dime
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L. O. X. get respect like Sonny from 'Bronx Tale'. Us and DMX, the Ruff Ryder cartel. Thirsty to live, are y'all niggaz eager to die?. I tell all my niggaz ride, you won't leave with a dime