go where they go and I know Who I wanna know, we are the "In Set" And they don't trip if you're hip At the velvet rope off the strip we are the "In Set
go where they go And I know who I wanna know We are the "In Set" And they don't trip if you're hip At the velvet rope off the strip We are the "In Set
Tercüme: Smash Mouth. Ayarla.
by the Eazy-E spirit And niggas won't cross this line Ice-T set the limit suicide - and niggas won't cross this nine in your mouth what the fuck this
, but I bet I got more I heard he got a Bentley, but I bet it ain't a Zoure She braggin' 'bout his Cadillac, bitch I got four She keep runnin' his mouth
read the four chapters Now I'm back, Brick City, I've been born again Master, hit the switch, Igor, he's alive Yo, set it off, set it off, yo, yo, yo
the bitches still breakin they neck Move the crowd without breakin a sweat Trend setter, with a Beretta, so keep it on deck Cause you never know when Xzibit gonna move through the set
, said, "There's nothin' he can do for me" That's like takin' a steak out of a lion's mouth Better yet that like takin' a plate outta Ryan's mouth That
and smashing it beatet i'm waking it) i ved hvad der kommer ud af min mund (you know whats comming out of my mouth) hanger med de vildeste gutter (hanging
to toe with a Benzino it don't matter I'd never drag them in battles that I can handle unless I absolutely have to I'm supposed to set an example I
inside straightened Brain contemplatin', clean out the register Dip before somebody catches ya Or gets ya description an' sketches ya The connection was the prime suspect But I ain't set
I'm rippin your wallet off and slippin a Molotov in your Cocktail (take that) Burnin your contracts, punch your A&R in the face *punch sound* Smash his
make your mouth leak Can't fuck with NY, get my diesel from South Beach You ain't got a ride, getchu a cab Ya' bitches is mad, Eve got the shit and smash
and some Hennessy I hear a knockin' at the front door Who could it be? A hoe? Open up and I say, "Hey" She got Courvoisier, Tanqueray and grandma lle Enough to set
Heeeyyy, uhh, half ounce in yo mouth Check it out, half ounce in the house Chrous: bring the yellow tape nigga fosho, Playa hatas infiltrate us niggas
