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you listen to fools,. The mob rules, the mob rules Kill the spirit and you'll be blinded. The end is always the same. Play with fire, you'll burn your finger. And lose your hold on the flame, oh
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You can't * with the criminal rapping over gangsta *. First I load the clip and then I make the hit. I know some y'all can't fade this. Lench Mob niggas are the craziest. So you and your
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you listen to fools. The Mob Rules. The Mob Rules. . Kill the spirit and you'll be blinded, the end is always the same. Play with fire, you burn your fingers and lose your hold of the flame, oh
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Young Cash. See, me dawg?. I'm trying to be on MTV, dawg. But I ain't paid rent and haven't ate in weeks, dawg. Sweet Tea Mob, we the hardest, ya'll soft,. But it's hard to write songs when a
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Bài hát Seven Nation Army (Glitch Mob Remix) - The Glitch Mob. I'm gonna fight 'em all. A seven nation army couldn't hold me back. They're gonna rip it off. Taking their time right behind my back
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Bài hát Rise Remix - League Of Legends, Bobby, Mako, The Glitch Mob, The Word Alive. Intro BOBBY. This is everything. The Glitch Mob, Mako, The Word Alive. It's BOBBY by the way. Let's get it. Verse
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It's ya boy Chevy P, babe. Listen I remember as a kid back, in the days. I got picked on, kicked at, * on, spit at. Get gone, get back, gone smoke, get away. Havin' a dark pigmentation was
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Rollin' slow on molten 30's, gold over my pearlies. See a lady I get flirty this is how we do it in the dirty. At the park, Sunday at the park Now what you gon' go do after church. Hit the mall
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I'd heard there was a secret chord. That David played and it pleased the Lord. But you don't really care for music, do you?. Well it goes like this. The fourth, the fifth, the minor fall, the major
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Smell like new money. (laughs) Shawn j's in the house tonight,. Shawn j's in the house tonight. FLEETWOOD!. Chevy p's in the house tonight,. Chevy p's in the house tonight. DARK BROOKS. The
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MOB . Vers 1 Đã nói đã nói và đã làm và vẫn đang tiếp tục để nhận được thành quả. Thật tiếc khi tao không dành cả 1 đời để hoàn trả đi tìm tôn hành giả. Vậy thì ai mới là giả hành tôn, ai ai giúp tao
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Ladies and gentlemen. Jazze Pha, Field Mob, Ciara, Superstar DJs. Here we go They say, he do a little of this, he do a little of that. He's always in trouble and I heard. He ain't nothin' but a
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Yeh yeh you know it 3x Singing F. B. I. Hey man F. B. I. 2x Shawn Jay. Say dem field mob cats relentless. Ashy to to classy's a classic. But they back wit vengence. The roota to the tooda. If
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Georgia, Georgia. Georgia, Georgia We on the grind in, Georgia. All the time, it ain't. Nothin' on my mind but, Georgia. We ain't playin' witcha We on the grind in, Georgia. All the time, it
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Wait a minute motherfucker I got all this money in my hand and I'm lookin' at you girl. So what you gon' do?. Who? Me? I'm Polow Da Don. And these my boys they Field Mob let's go I used to have a
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! choppin. Hatin cause these hoes be, jockin! jockin. Try me and my glock'll be, cockin! poppin Why you wannaaaaaaaaaa playa hate on meeeeeee?. Is it the big truck sittin' up on Mike Jordans, thats 23's
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'. You be frownin' when I'm smilin'. You be happy when I'm sad. But when I'm glad you get mad, yeah I was young, sixteen, put the city on my back. Said I'll do it I did it, Albany on the map. Been
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this fishy, I'm so confused. 'Cuz I ain't even get shhh. My wife ain't hit me on my pager or cell. And when I call her, I keep gettin' the damn voice mail What's goin' on? Yeah I know I'm wrong. For
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Georgia, Georgia. Georgia, Georgia We on the grind in, Georgia. All the time, it ain't. Nothin' on my mind but, Georgia. We ain't playin' witcha We on the grind in, Georgia. All the time, it
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Yeah, so brand new. It's a celebration bitches. Him and Chevrolet, him and Chevrolet. Let's go, Joe 24s on the donk go 'round and 'round. 'Round and 'round, 'round and 'round. 24s on the donk go
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keep your mouth shut Ask yourself, will I burn in Hell. Then write it down and cast it in the well. There they are the mob it cries for blood. To twist the tale into fire wood Fan the flames with a
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' my magnums, in case I gotta blast one The only time I'm leakin' out my head is when I'm sweatin'. You ain't gon' have me layin' dead in my Chevy. I work hard for my rings, chains and bracelet. He
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. Swear to keep your mouth shut. . Ask yourself. Will I burn in Hell?. Then write it down. & cast it in the well. There they are. The mob it cries for blood. To twist and tale. Into fire wood. Fan
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You got to get ya cut get ya coke, baking soda. Mix it up, whip it then put it in a pot Cook it up let it sit then it rock chop. It up bag it then put it on the block I'm a roach in a raid trap. I
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I've got a key. And a piece of paper in my pocket deep. In my pocket piece of paper and a key. As i wander through the street. War is there a war. Or is there isn't a war anymore?. Somebody