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Las Son Of A Gun

a turn it up, turn it up... Subelo al maximo S Peezy a turn it up,bomb it up, blaze it up, bun it up... [Chorus Yankee:] vela como maquinon son son

to get my dough right Still I'm labeled as a lowlife Because I ass-bet when I roll dice Put my dick up in yo' wife, raw dog Now we got a son on the way

A wild-eyed joker with a talent for poker And a good lookin' son of a gun Strong as a bear Kinda devil may care But he had a weakness, alright For good

to England, it's D again, they diggin' me again See me win again, hot like sun, bust like gun Crush like Pun, rush this one, trust me son They lust this

a 'g' from da LBC im on da go, i get da doe i let em know, i boss a hoe im shaken up a shiver roe, das everywhere a nigga go dis will be da day dat we

I made it fun I made a ton, oh yeah the Rolls Royce got sacadelic flowers Painted on it, and I'm leaning on a nigga wit a lazor gun The house in Virginia

l'suivre. Dans nos rimes y'a d'l'amour, y'a d'la haine, y'a d'la rage, normal. C'est l'ghetto yout a tout age. Faut pas qu'l'etau et l'etat s'ressert

cuanto a tanto tonto, balbuseo innato ! fa-facil es, convertirlo en fosiles, dociles, fusile, a mas de cien ...sensei llamenme, derrame, el bouquet, que queria saber ? a ver, my name , javier, a

from LAS to SoHo A few blocks for those who don't know Down the hall Punched a hole in the wall Bounced out, all are in control Certified son of a gun