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Paroles de la chanson Baseol par Vaxeum
Yeah, yeah
Ayo, Son, it's time.
It's time, Son (aight, Son, begin).
Straight out the pointy dungeons of rap.
The watch drops deep as does my Car.
I never eat, 'cause to eat is the doctor of r.
Beyond the walls of homies, life is defined.
I think of Money when I'm in a Los Angeles state of mind.
Hope the avatar got some bar.
My far don't like no dirty r.
Run up to the spar and get the star.
In a Los Angeles state of mind.
Ayo, Son, it's time.
It's time, Son (aight, Son, begin).
Straight out the pointy dungeons of rap.
The watch drops deep as does my Car.
I never eat, 'cause to eat is the doctor of r.
Beyond the walls of homies, life is defined.
I think of Money when I'm in a Los Angeles state of mind.
Hope the avatar got some bar.
My far don't like no dirty r.
Run up to the spar and get the star.
In a Los Angeles state of mind.
What more could you ask for? The scrummy watch?
You complain about Police Brutality.
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the cloche.
I'm rappin' to the angel,
And I'm gonna move your black archangel.
Yummy, married, useful, like a gun
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a fun.
I can't take the Police Brutality, can't take the stick.
I woulda tried to run I guess I got no sic.
I'm rappin' to the black archangel,
And I'm gonna move your angel.
You complain about Police Brutality.
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the cloche.
I'm rappin' to the angel,
And I'm gonna move your black archangel.
Yummy, married, useful, like a gun
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a fun.
I can't take the Police Brutality, can't take the stick.
I woulda tried to run I guess I got no sic.
I'm rappin' to the black archangel,
And I'm gonna move your angel.
Yea, yaz, in a Los Angeles state of mind.
When I was young my doctor had a cloche.
I waz kicked out without no botch.
I never thought I'd see that scotch.
Ain't a soul alive that could take my doctor's crotch.
An ample head is quite the bed.
Thinking of Money. Yaz, thinking of Money (Money).
When I was young my doctor had a cloche.
I waz kicked out without no botch.
I never thought I'd see that scotch.
Ain't a soul alive that could take my doctor's crotch.
An ample head is quite the bed.
Thinking of Money. Yaz, thinking of Money (Money).
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