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Flesh-N-Bone - strona 1/2

Comming 2 Serve You
Word to the Wise
Crazy by the Flesh
Northcoast
Nothin But da Bone in Me
Playa Hater
Reverend Run Sermon
Sticks and Stones
T.H.U.G.S.
The Silence Isnt Over
World So Cruel
Amen
Come FucK With Me
Deadly
Havin a Ball


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Flesh-N-Bone - Havin' a Ball
Mm, mm, mm ... Yeah.

Cleveland, better believe it, we stay thievin?every last evening, y抋ll.
Flesh-N-Bone, spreadin?my thug luv, havin?a ball.

Workin?it on the side, I straddle my nuts. Puff on my green stuff, what did I look up and saw? All the police man chase me down, here come the end, fuck the law, y抋ll. Nigga, Fifth Dog roll still. Spit with quickness in a nigga抯 grill with a pscychothic maniac, who fear? Run him over like a ton of steel, then peel they ass off the ground. Put him in a bodybag now. Damn, I am that I am, that hustla off the C-Town. And Cleveland, better believe it, we stay thievin?every last evening.

I might retreat, but proceed with ease, and leavin?Cleveland all through the eardrum, bleeding. Then if you talk shit, when I puff on this hit, then i抦a fix it. Better go get Trix for your kids, cause i抦 explicit. All my flavors mixed in the same pot at a thousand degrees hot. Now look what the hater done got caught up. Listen and everyone gossip 慴out, �lesh kicked his ass.? I抦 a hell of a nigga, but niggas, including you fools, enough to abuse. I pick up my tool I choose to use to cause you damage, let off my uuuuuzi. Hannibal Lectur, silence my lamb, kind of a slaughter movie. Now, who抯 the one draped in a grim reaper suit, you thought you knew me.

Cleveland, better believe it, we stay thievin?every last evening, y抋ll.


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