you got keys don't serve nobody of V.L 'Cause they play keep A one way ticket to Hizell 6 ft. deep It's a filthy dirty rizell on the U.P.T I was raised
keys don't serve nobody but off V.L 'Cause they play for keeps A one way ticket to hizell 6 ft. deep It's a filthy dirty rizell On the U.P.T I was raised
翻訳: 少年. UPT.
don't serve nobody but off V.L 'Cause they play for keeps A one way ticket to hizell 6 ft. deep It's a filthy dirty rizell On the U.P.T I was raised
Mentirosa Mentirosa Mentirosa Dale huevos Dale huevos [Verse 1 (Pitbull)] Up in the club fuck V-I-P P to da I...I to da T Ying to the Yang Up in this
bro Entertainin' motherfuckers can't stop O In battlin', you don't want me to start tattlin' All upon the stage because y'all snakes keep rattlin' Bitch, you ain't
I go u know I keep a fly chick Ran ya mouth til things got trill Ay call Paul Wall u gon need a new grill They don't respect me it don't make sense Act
gotta drink a can of p (here drink this) That's a pineapple soda (what's this) this a pineapple Rover (What happened) don't sit on the hood, time after
I'm buff motherfuck that p.t. shit 'cause here I come to bust here come the guard friday night At night no more visitation he leave sit back ain't shit
't heard? Cannabis analyst Add a twist to my manuscripts I'll have you sent to the showers Me and El-P is superpowers like the U.S. and U.S.S.R. Blow
it for the block - nuts hang and swing You don't know another nigga that can stunt like me (stunt like me) Big Tymer representin', nigga - the U.P.T. [
in the streets Y'all be wearing them Bee's, I be wearing Ree's Running wit' my g's from the U T P This is where I'm gonna be until I D I E Wodie, it
by 'Cuz the nigga on the passenger side automatically die Capable to slide, wit' a U P T You out of bound, you ain't from uptown, cross Martin Luther
dig nigga? You ain't gone take my life, I'll split yo wig nigga. [B.G.] Nigga it's rough, comin' up, in the U.P.T., N.O.P.D investigatin' murders constantly
the toirlet Baby gave me the game - when this niggaz that's bitch made Gimme my props, call it Ace a Ace a spade of spades nigga [Juvenile] Boss you wouldn't
em The danger boys pull out the heat and hit they street and just gon flame the boys Them niggas from the U.P.T. you just can't tame the boys Them niggas
you set beat you son (4 real) you know me lil' shorty Meacita's son Lil' Wayne Nigga, Calleon, H-O-T, B-O-Y, U-P-T soldier can't stop me, with the bullets
I'm gettin' closer and closer to the T-O-P I'm H-O-T, bitches say I'm a D-O-G I'm on surveilance all day be the S-P-D's In my heart I feel, fuck the police
