الأغاني:
Mana Andres

I started small time, dope game, cocaine Pushin' rocks on the block, I'm never broke main Sportin' jewelry and the shit they came wit rollin' hard You

And when they say that lovers feign Well, to them, you know, that may be true All I gotta do is call her name Well and I got, my baby Yes I have You

(Jim McCarty / Keith Relf) Winter's gone, I can feel the summer coming on. The sun is high, But no higher than I. Everything is turning green, Growing

Escucha mis palabras Quiero que queden dentro de tu alma Tal vez te suenen raras O te parescan un poco anticuadas Escuchalas te ruego Y me despresies

I'm on the block sacked up, got twomps of kill, Gurpin' in my 74 Bonneville, no time to chill, I'm the grind for real. What you want? What you need? Tryin

Yeah, ride wit' me, come ride wit' Trice, man I brought my man wit' me, Curtis Interscope Jack Mr. Mathers, my nigga Fif', holla at 'em Everywhere I

WE BUMP 75 GIRLS PLAYBOY SHORT, RIGHT BEFORE COURT [Verse 2] Try to bite what I write and it'll break ya jaw Andre Nickatina right here in the raw Ain

Drinking whiskey reminds me of you You're the first in ages to have gotten through I know you mean it, well, yes, I know that you do But sooner or later

Aye, wassup ladies? This your boy Unk Second Season, excuse me fellas But uh, if you pay your own rent, you get your own money You know you independent