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"Blood New Version Lyrics"

Silencio Lyrics
Dejale al silencio poder entender que la sal del cuerpo se puedo lamer, que un simple momento puede trascender, que en la differencia se puede crecer, que el dolor es parte y no hay nada que hacer. Dejale al silencio poder entender


Italiano motto

Train like Cus Damato

Guard your plant

Recline low black milano

Blessed God feelin kosher

One in the top of the toaster

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My nine is stuck in a holster

Dump quick

Chasing my dick

Made a bum bitch rich

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Heard she naked in jail flicks

Mamacita

Black widow turned to be a back seater

Satin pillows a pi
Get Back Lyrics
I was down on my luck just gonna leave my place Saw you out my window thought this girl is hot Oh baby I could tell that you're in tune with yourself on the boulevard Oh yeah Double up on my groomin' to give your what I got When we
mpstress in willow

Cookin my blow and heads low

Eye swellin

The son of the grain

I gotta split my wife's melon

So I can see the seven seeds of my circumference

Beaver lunged it

Polishin pistols at the gunsmith

Clever

My mama told me take cheddar

Buy slugs or drugs whatever calculate better

When cakes measured

Lock the front door secure

See the gleaming whit
Walk Away Lyrics
by Marcy Levy and Richard Feldman You leave a trail of tears wherever you go. One of us will hold you, the other one won't. But I could never share your love or leave it behind. Break his heart, not mine. Do you remember te
e crystal when its pure



Fuck the snake hoes and jealous ass niggas

That smash your Benz windows

Detecting fake niggas signals

Yo live niggas get it too

Scarin rappers like the fed time Gotti was acquitted to

Bloodshot red eyes high

Yellow envelopes of la

Opening cigars let tobacco fly

Kicks matchin my shit my gun on

Thinkin of names for my mans unborn

Spill the Puerto Ri
Buscandola Lyrics
Conecto un avi?n para buscarte pues te me escapaste, Europa, Asia y el oriente, ?d?nde? en eso un secuestro al avi?n ?ah! que loca situaci?n nos dirigimos hacia a Cuba al revent?n. Me quedo yo vara
can rum on imaginary graves

Put my hat on my waves

Latter Day Saints scream religious praise

Heat grazed the baby yo

Foul shit made a welfare mom crazy

More bodies drop by the razor yo

Paces flow

Grisly thoughts for makin dough

Haitian bitch cast a spell on my life for cash flow

So now its on never wasted a slug

Time is money

When it comes to mine

Take it in Blood