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Yeah Whoop, whoop Yeah, yea Whoop, whoop Yeah Whoop, whoop Yeah, yea Peng on that ting, she bad I sell a dream to a hoe, that's cash Your little spit won't hit, that's trash Your little belts won't fit, I'm mad Who been the man or the force in here Hail to them trees just to get things clear 4 like 4 with them dons like wow They can't dance with the pack, John Snow fuck 'em Scottie Pippen, more like new editions I got bebe dripping, young el papichulo This jumping rope, this is fuck the world This is cinco mob, more like pluto I'm the one in charge, Capo be the plug Champion in the ring, numero uno Usher let it burn, fucking what you heard Well connected, nigga boss like Hugo (Oh ooohh!) Man down SongtexteI guess he fucked 'em up We need an emergency Man down I guess he hurt the streets We gotta contemplate Man down I guess he fucked 'em up We gonna learn today Man down Another drop down Drop down Drop down Drop down How long it's been since you heard me If I confirm you gon' link with T You talk high, you ain't tall as D Still keep the same tandem with me Selfmade steez, gonna cop new freeze Heading mother land, AC, repeat You've made a rack, that's cool, that's sweet Imma let it rain, that's stacks, that's g's Nubian chick, wit' her nubian hips And her nubian lips, me love, that's bae Swoosh on the creps, that's check, ok Gotta keep it live, that's boom, that's rave King king pin, trust a nigga gon' slide Trust a nigga on time, getting extra bag's Tell him hit my line with the extra bless Give 'em praying hands, nigga in I tap Man down I guess he fucked 'em up We need an emergency Man down I guess he hurt the streets We gotta contemplate Man down I guess he fucked 'em up We gonna learn today Man down Another drop down Drop down Drop down Drop down Aus Songtexte Mania