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score Watch out for the rock brigade. (Rock brigade). Oh no, it's the rock brigade. (Rock brigade). Look out for the rock brigade. Leading you away, away So when they hit your town. You better get
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Song Brigade Des Stups - Serge Gainsbourg. A la brigade des stups,. Je suis tomb sur des cops,. Ils ont cherch mon spliff,. Ils ont trouv mon paf. A la brigade des stups,. Y'a un ancien mataf
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hàng vào thứ HIGHHHHH. Thầy hiệu trưởng đến . Thầy hiệu trưởng đến đây . Thầy hiệu trưởng đến đây . Dậy tụi may học những ngày còn lại. MC ILL. Anh biết chúng mày quá là lười, khá buồn cười chúng mày vẫn
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A la brigade des stups,. Je suis tombй sur des cops,. Ils ont cherchй mon spliff,. Ils ont trouvй mon paf. A la brigade des stups,. Y'a un ancien mataf,. Qu'est complйtement louf,. Toujours а
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Chorus. Party people, your dreams have now been fulfilled. Get out your seats, and let's get ill. Party people, your dreams have now been fulfilled. Get out your seats, and let's get ill. That's
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One time. Huh, all up in ya like a bone when I. Johnny Blaze, the Iron Lung. Foxy Brown, the Ill Na Na. Destination, plat' Yo Na Na, so ill, first week out. Shipped a half a mil, niggaz freaked
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One time. Huh, all up in ya like a bone when I. Johnny Blaze, the Iron Lung. Foxy Brown, the Ill Na Na. Destination, plat' Yo Na Na, so ill, first week out. Shipped a half a mil, niggaz freaked
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. Ladies love, long, hard and lean. And now you know what L. L. means Aaaahhhhhhhh. Let's get ill. Come on now. Aaaahhhhhhhh. Let's get ill. Everybody. Aaaahhhhhhhh. Let's get ill. Everybody
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breath. Lyrically, but I gang bang the track, chop sling like Cracker. A hundred keys a month, you fuckin' up G backs nigga Invincible, unstoppable. Y'all niggas ain't ill your illogicale. This is L
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bifocals. Watchin' MC's go up and down like stock brokers I leave your brains on tilt, with ill skills that's milk. That's rougher than jeans that Gloria Vander-bilt. I'm poppin' mad *, plus I can back
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Blow, ill wind, blow away. Let me rest today. You're blowin' me no good. No good Go, ill wind, go away. Skies are oh, so gray. Around my neighborhood. And that's no good You're only misleading
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One year, nine months and eight days. I've waited for more than I have to say. Time waits for no man, yet it waits for you. . Light up my life. . Sing when it hurts, . And it's over. (Take the
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