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АФИША НОВОСТИ СТАТЬИ РЕЛИЗЫ ОБЗОРЫ БИОГРАФИИ ТЕКСТЫ ПЕСЕН ФОТО МИКСЫ ДИДЖЕИ ТАНЦЫ РУССКИЙ РНБ РУССКИЙ РЭП ФОРУМ

Lloyd Banks "On Fire"

Альбом: Hunger For More

{Talking}
New York City
You are now rocking with the best
Lloyd Banks
G-Unit

{Chorus}
We on fire
Up in here, it's burning hot
We on fire
Shell take it off if it get to hot, up in this spot
We on fire
Tear the roof off this motherf***er, light the roof on fire
Nigga what you say
We get loose in this motherf***er, light the roof on fire fire fire

{Verse 1}
Now I aint putting nothing out, I smoke when I wanna
26-inch chrome spokes on the Hummer
This heat gon last for the whole summer
Running your bi*** faster then the Road Runner
Rocks on my wrist, rolls gold under
Glocks on my hip, those throw thunder
Im buying diamond by the pier
But when you stop, the only thing still spinning is your ear
Yeah, im riding with that all black snub
Raiders cap back, all black gloves
Im 80s man, but the boy smack thugs
These record sales ???
Not to mention I bought a pack of clubs
His impacts about as raw as crack was
Now all these new artists getting raw deals
Im only 21, sitting on mills

{Chorus}
We on fire
Up in here, it's burning hot
We on fire
Shell take it off if it get to hot, up in this spot
We on fire
Tear the roof off this motherf***er, light the roof on fire
Nigga what you say
We get loose in this motherf***er, light the roof on fire fire fire

{Verse 2}
If you know anything about me, then you know im a baller
If I aint hit the first night, I aint gon call her
Im trying to play, you trying to have my daughter
But I can't blame her for what her momma taught her
And I don't care bout what the next nigga bought her
Cause I aint putting no baguettes in her ??
I got a diamond about as clear as water
And I got bread, but I aint spend quarters
So cut the games ma, lets go in the back
Matter fact, turn your ass round, back a nigga down
And I aint bias when im riding through the town
Like em small, like em tall, like em black, like em brown
She gotta be able to cum when I need her
Tight ass pants, little wife beater
Regular chick or R&B diva
bi*** say something, I aint a mind reader

{Chorus}
We on fire
Up in here, it's burning hot
We on fire
Shell take it off if it get to hot, up in this spot
We on fire
Tear the roof off this motherf***er, light the roof on fire
Nigga what you say
We get loose in this motherf***er, light the roof on fire fire fire


См. также: Lloyd Banks "Playboy"

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ПРИКОЛЬНЫЙ ЧУВАК!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!ОБАЖАЮ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
30 ноября 2009 года
 
 

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