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* Eminem -Toy Soldiers *
Step by step, heart to heart, left right left We all fall down [chorus-] Step by step, heart to heart, left right left We all fall down like toy soldiers Bit by bit torn apart We never win But the battle wages on for toy soldiers] mother fukin hoes I’m supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure Even though I hold the weight of the whole world on my shoulders I ain’t never suppose to show it, my crew ain’t supposed to know it Even if it means goin' toe to toe with the Benzino it, don’t matter I never drag them in battles that I can handle, less I absolutely have to I’m supposed to set an example, I need to be the leader, My crew looks for me ta guide ’em If some shit ever pop off I’m suppose to be beside ‘em That Ja shit, I tried to squashed it, it was too late to stop it There’s a certain line, you just don’t cross and he crossed it I heard him say Hailie’s name on a song and I just lost it It was crazy, this shit went way beyond some Jay Z and Nas shit And even though the battle was won, I feel like we lost it I spent so much energy on it, honestly I’m exhausted I’m so caught in it I almost feel like I’m the one who caused it This ain’t what I’m in hip-hop for, That's not why I got in it That was never my object for someone to get killed Why would I wanna destroy something I helped build That' wasn’t my intentions, my intentions were good I went through my whole career with out ever mentioning (Suge) And that' was just out of respect for not runnin' my mouth And talking about something that I knew nothing about Plus Dre told me stay out, this just wasn’t my beef, So I did down talkin' a man, who literally saved my live like fuck it I understand, this is business and this shit just isn’t none of my business But still knowin' the shit could pop off at any minute cuz
[chorus]
There used to be a time when you could just say a rhyme And wouldn’t have to worry about one of your people dyin' But now it’s elevated cause once you put someone’s kids in it The Shit gets escalated, it ain’t just words no more, is it? It’s a different ballgame you call names and you ain’t just rapping We actually tried to stop the 50 and Ja beef from happening Me and Dre had sat with him, kicked it and had a chat with him And asked him not to start , he wasn’t gonna go after him Until Ja started Yappin’ in magazines how he stabbed him Fuck it 50, smash him, mash on him and let him have it. Meanwhile my attentions pulled in another direction Some receptionist at the source who answers phones at his desk has an erection for me and thinks that I’ll be his resurrection Tries to blow the dust off his mic and make a new record But now he’s fucked the game up cause one of the ways I came up was through that publication, the same one that made me famous Now the owner of it got a grudge against me for nothin’ ? Well fuck it That motherfucker can get it too, fuck him then But I’m so busy being pissed off, I don’t stop to think That we just inherited 50’s beef with murder Inc. And he’s inherited mine, which is fine, ain’t like either of us mind But we still have soldiers that’s on the front line Who’s willing to die for us As soon as we give the orders, never to extort us Strictly to show they support us. Maybe shout ‘em out in a rap or up in a chorus to show ‘em we love ‘em back And to let ‘em know how important It is to have Runyon Avenue soldiers up in our corners Their loyalty to us is worth more than any award is But I ain’t trying to have none of me people hurt or murdered It ain’t worth it, I can’t think of a perfecter way to word it Then to just say that I love y’all too much to see the verdict I’ll walk away from it all ‘fore I let it go any further But don’t get it twisted, it’s not a plea that I’m copinn‘ I’m just willing to be the bigger man If y’all can quiet poppin‘ off at the jaws Well then I can Cause frankly I’m sick of talkin’ I’m not gonna let someone else’s coffin rest on my conscious...cause
[chorus]
* Nelly - Over and Over *
chorus Cuz its all in my head I think about it over and over again and i can't keep picturin' you with him and it hurts so bad yeah
Cuz its all in my head I think about it over and over again I replay it over and over again and I can't take it and I can't shake it no...
verse 1 (Nelly) I cant wait to see you wanna see if u still got that look in ur eye that one u had for me before we said our goodbyes and its shame that we gotta spend our time being mad about the same things over and over again, about the same things, over and over again oh, but i think shes leaving, oh man, shes leaving I dont know what else to do, (Tim Mcgraw)i cant go on not loving you
chorus cuz its all in my head i think about it over and over again and i can't keep picturin' you with him and it hurts so bad yeah
Cuz its all in my head I think about it over and over again I replay it over and over again and I can't take it and I can't shake it no...
verse 2 (Nelly) I remember that day u left I remember the last breath u took right in front of me when u said that u would leave I was too damn stuborn to try to stop u or say anything but I see it clearly now and this choice that I made keeps playin in my head over and over again, playin in my head, over and over again oh I think shes leavin, oh man, shes leaving... i dont know what else to do, (Tim Mcgraw) I cant go on not loving you
chorus Cuz its all in my head I think about it over and over again and I can't keep picturin' you with him and it hurts so bad yeah
cuz its all in my head I think about it over and over again I replay it over and over again and I can't take it and I can't shake it no...
(Nelly) now that i realize that im goin down from all this pain youve put me through (Tim McGraw) everytime i close my eyes I lock it down... ohhh I cant go on not loving you
chorus x2 Cuz its all in my head I think about it over and over again and I can't keep picturin' you with him and it hurts so bad yeah
Cuz its all in my head I think about it over and over again I replay it over and over again and I can't take it and I can't shake it no...
over and over again over and over again
cuz its all in my head...............
* Destanys Child - Soldier *
First Rap: T.I (DC)] Hey (I want a Soldier!) The way you got it, I'm the hottest around They'll know it when they see you rollin' impala's around (I got a Soldier!) Wit the top down feeling the sounds Quakin' and vibratin' your thighs ridin' harder than guys Wit the chrome wheels at the bottom, white leather inside When them flames be spittin' at you tell 'em don't even try it To shot it wit Chelle and kick it wit Kelly or holla at B Ya, gotta be g's you way outta your league Please!
[First Verse: Kelly (DC)] We like dem boys that be in them lac's leanin' (Leanin') Open their mouth their grill gleamin' (Gleamin') Candy paint, keep that wheel clean and (Clean and) (They always be talkin that country slang, we like) They keep that beat that be in the back beatin' (Beatin') Eyes be so low from that chiefin' (chiefin') I love how he keep my body screamin' (Screamin') A rude boy that's good to me, wit street credibility
[Hook: DC] If your status ain't hood I ain't checkin' for him Betta be street if he lookin' at me I need a soldier That ain't scared to stand up for me Known to carry big things If you know what I mean If your status ain't hood I ain't checkin' for him Betta be street if he looking at me I need a soldier That ain't scared to stand up for me Gotta know to get dough And he betta be street
[Second Verse: Beyonce (DC)] We like dem boys up top from the BK (BK) Know how to put that money three ways (Three ways) Always ridin' big on the freeway (Freeway) (Wit that east coast slang that us country girls be like) Low cut caesars wit the deep waves (deep waves) So quick to snatch up your Beyonce (Beyonce) Always comin down poppin our way (Our way) (Tellin us that country girls the kinda girl they like)
[Hook: DC] If your status ain't hood I ain't checkin' for him Betta be street if he lookin' at me I need a soldier That ain't scared to stand up for me Known to carry big things If you know what I mean If your status ain't hood I ain't checkin' for him Betta be street if he looking at me I need a soldier That ain't scared to stand up for me Gotta know to get dough And he betta be street
[Bridge: Beyonce (DC):] I know some soldiers in here (Where they at, where they at) They wanna take care of me (Where they at) I know some soldiers in here (Where they at, where they at) Wouldn't mind takin one for me (Where they at) I know some soldiers in here (Where they at, where they at) They wanna spend that on me (Where they at) I know some soldiers in here (Where they at, where they at) Wouldn't mind puttin that on me (Where they at)
[Second Rap: Lil Wayne] Hey, see cash money is a army I'm walkin' wit purple hearts on me You talkin' to the sargeant Body marked up like the subway in harlem Call him, weezy f baby, please say the baby If you don't see me on the block I ain't tryna hide I blend in wit the hood, i'm camouflage Bandana tied, so mommy join my troop Now every time she hear my name she SALUTE!
[Third Verse: Michelle (DC)] I like dem boys over there they lookin' strong tonight (Strong tonight) Just might give one the phone tonight (Phone tonight) Homey in the dickies in my zone tonight (Zone tonight) He don't know it might be on tonight (On tonight) Ooh he lookin' good and he talkin' right (Talkin' right) He the type that might change my life (Change my life) Every time he look at me my girls be like (Girls be like) (That one may be the one tonight)
[Hook: DC] If your status ain't hood I ain't checkin' for him Betta be street if he lookin' at me I need a soldier That ain't scared to stand up for me Known to carry big things If you know what I mean If your status ain't hood I ain't checkin' for him Betta be street if he looking at me I need a soldier That ain't scared to stand up for me Gotta know to get dough And he betta be street
[Bridge: Beyonce (DC):] I know some soldiers in here (Where they at, where they at) I know some soldiers in here That wouldn't mind puttin' that on me
* Ja Rule - New York *
Hook - Ja Rule Hook - Ja Rule I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York New York I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York New York I got a semi-automatic that spits next time if you talk you talk I got a semi-automatic that spits next time if you talk you talk I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York New York I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York New York I got a semi-automatic that spits next time if you talk you talk I got a semi-automatic that spits next time if you talk you talk And I know, And I know
Verse 1 - Ja Rule Verse 1 - Ja Rule Yall niggaz is pussy, poonani, Vagina Yall niggaz is pussy, poonani, Vagina Your Monologue's getting tired, now it's time to ride Your Monologue's getting tired, now it's time to ride You're print distrified, you're no longer desired You're print distrified, you're no longer desired So take off them silly chains, put back on your watch So take off them silly chains, put back on your wire I'm on fire, holly dipped in octane I'm on fire, holly dipped in octane Let east coast bang, let west coast bang Let east coast bang, let west coast bang And Rule gonna bring the ghetto gospel And Rule gonna bring the ghetto gospel To every 'hood possible, pushin through in the sky blue To every 'hood possible, pushin through in the sky blue Back with the gods you now, preferably the 4 pound Back with the gods you now, preferably the 4 pound Slugs flyin at the speed of sound Slugs flyin at the speed of sound Tryin to catch the ears of niggaz that's runnin their mouths Tryin to catch the ears of niggaz that's runnin their mouths I might get my Brooklyn niggaz to run in your house I might get my Brooklyn niggaz to run in your house I don't really understand what the runnin's about I don't really understand what the runnin's about But we're hunters, we take pride in airin our prey out But we're hunters, we take pride in airin our prey out Leavin 'em layed out, dead, in just a sport Leavin 'em layed out, dead, in just a sport 'cause we ain't playin up here in New York 'cause we ain't playin up here in New York
Hook - Fat Joe Hook - Fat Joe I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York New York I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York New York And you can tell the way the homie spit, That nigga, I'm from New York New York And you can tell the way the homie spit, That nigga, I'm from New York New York I got a hundred ways to make a grip, Yes, I'm from New York New York I got a hundred ways to make a grip, Yes, I'm from New York New York And you can tell I get real ignorant, 'cause nigga, I'm from New York New York And you can tell I get real ignorant, 'cause nigga, I'm from New York New York And this is how we do And this is how we do
Verse 2 - Fat Joe Verse 2 - Fat Joe Nigga I can see the coke in your nose Nigga I can see the coke in your nose This ain't a movie, even he got his head blown on the globe This ain't a movie, even he got his head blown on the globe And I was just about to find god And I was just about to find god But now that Ma is back, I think I'd much rather find a menage But now that Ma is back, I think I'd much rather find a menage And everybody talkin crazy how they're AK spit And everybody talkin crazy how they're AK spit But we know this investigatin, and they ain't spray shit But we know this investigatin, and they ain't spray shit Not me, I'm the truth homie, got the industry shook like Not me, I'm the truth homie, got the industry shook like "Naw nigga, Joe gonna let 'em loose on me" "Naw nigga, Joe gonna let 'em loose on me" True Story, I'm bringin the T back True Story, I'm bringin the T back Even Roy Jones was forced to Lean Back Even Roy Jones was forced to Lean Back My nigga Dre said grind cook My nigga Dre said grind cook Now we killin them Howard niggaz, who said I must of found Pun's rhyme book Now we killin them Howard niggaz, who said I must of found Pun's rhyme book Got bitches on top of the Phantom Got bitches on top of the Phantom And the pinky got bling, like the ring around Saturn And the pinky got bling, like the ring around Saturn Cook coke, crack, niggaz fiend for that Cook coke, crack, niggaz fiend for that And you already know the x is where the team be at And you already know the x is where the team be at
Hook - Jadakiss Hook - Jadakiss I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York New York I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York New York Ruff Rydaz, D-Block and shit, Nigga fuck what you thought (you thought) Ruff Ryde, and (D-Block) and shit, Nigga fuck what you thought (you thought) And you can't take shit for granted, because life is too short too short And you can't take shit for granted, because life is too short too short I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York Aha, and this is how we do Aha, and this is how we do
Verse 3 - Jadakiss Verse 3 - Jadakiss I swear it couldn't be sweeter, Life's a bitch I swear it couldn't be sweeter, Life's a bitch Depending on how you treat her, you might get rich Depending on how you treat her, you might get rich It's guaranteed you gonna die, and you might get missed It's guaranteed you gonna die, you might get missed For maybe 2 or 3 hours, 'til they light their spliffs For maybe 2 or 3 hours, 'til they light their spliffs And that coke will get you a long time And that coke will get you a long time But when I let 'em know the dope is out, it's like America Online But when I let 'em know the dope is out, it's like America Online Wise has awoken Wise has awoken And you know they say that you deserved it whenever you die with your eyes open And you know they say that you deserved it whenever you die with your eyes open I still hold a title, because I'm in the hood like them little motorcycles I still hold a title, because I'm in the hood like them little motorcycles Stick up kids, hoppin out with them old rifles Stick up kids, hoppin out with them old rifles Just doin shit for nothin, it's so spiteful Just doin shit for nothin, it's so spiteful Ha I'm just like you Ha I'm just like you Word that niggaz wanna murk you is in the air Word that niggaz wanna murk you is in the air A double shot of yak and the purple is in the air A double shot of yak and the purple is in the air And I'm not cocky, I'm confident And I'm not cocky, I'm confident So when you tell me I'm the best it's a compliment So when you tell me I'm the best it's a compliment
Hook - Jadakiss Hook - Jadakiss I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York New York I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York New York Ruff Ryde, and (D-Block) and shit, Nigga fuck what you thought (you thought) Ruff Ryde, and (D-Block) and shit, Nigga fuck what you thought (you thought) And you can't take shit for granted, because life is too short too short And you can't take shit for granted, because life is too short too short I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York Aha, and this is how we do Aha, and this is how we do
* snoop dogg - drop it like its hot *
[Intro] Snooooooooooop.. Snooooooooooop..
[Chorus - Snoop Dogg] When a pimp's in a crip ma Drop it like it's hot Drop it like it's hot Drop it like it's hot When a nigga try to get at ya Park it like it's hot Park it like it's hot Park it like it's hot And if a nigga get a attitude Pop it like it's hot Pop it like it's hot Pop it like it's hot I got the rolly on my arm and I'm pouring Sean Don And I roll the best weed cause I got it going on
[Verse - Pharrell Williams] Uh! I'm a nice dude, with some nice dreams See these ice cubes, see these Ice Creams? Eligible bachelor, million dollar boat That's whiter than what's spilling down your throat The Phantom, exterior like fish eggs The interior like suicide wrist red I can excercise you, this can be your Phys. Ed Cheat on your man ma, that's how you get ahizzead Killer wit the beat, I know killers in the street Wit the steel that'll make you feel like Chinchilla in the heat So don't try to run up on my ear talking all that raspy shit Trying to ask me shit When my niggaz fill ya vest they ain't gon pass me shit You should think about it, take a second Matter fact, you should take four B And think before you fuck wit lil skateboard P
[Chorus]
[Verse - Snoop Dogg] I'm a gangsta, but y'all knew that Da Big Bo$$ Dogg, yeah I had to do that I keep a blue flag hanging out my backside But only on the left side, yeah that's the Crip side Ain't no other way to play the game the way I play I cut so much you thought I was a DJ {*scratches*} "two!" - "one!" - "yep, three!" S-N double O-P, D-O double G I can't fake it, just break it, and when I take it See I specialize in making all the girls get naked So bring your friends, all of y'all come inside We got a world premiere right here, now get live! {snoop snoop} So don't change the dizzle, turn it up a little I got a living room full of fine dime brizzles Waiting on the Pizzle, the Dizzle and the Shizzle G's to the bizzack, now ladies here we gizzo
[Chorus]
[Verse - Snoop Dogg] I'm a Bad Boy, wit a lotta toy's Drive my own cars, and wear my own clothes I hang out tough, I'm a real Bo$$ Big Snoop Dogg, yeah he's so sharp On the TV screen and in the magazines If you play me close, you're on a red beam Oh you got a gun so you wanna pop back? AK47 now nigga, stop that! C mid shoes, now I'm on the move You're family's crying, now you on the news They can't find you, and now they miss you Must I remind you I'm only here to twist you Pistol whip you, dip you then flip you Then dance to this motherfucking music we crip to Subscribe nigga, get yo issue Baby come close, let me see how you get loose!
[Chorus]
[Outro] Snooooooooooop. Snooooooooooop..
the game ft 50 cent-this is how we do
[Hook - 50 Cent] This is how we do We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club This is how we do Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love This is how we do We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club This is how we do Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love
[Verse I - Game] Fresh like, unhh; Impala, unnh Chrome hyrdolics, 808 drums You don't want, none Nigga betta, run When beef is on, I'll pop that, trunk Come get, some Pistol grip, pump If a nigga step on my white Air, Ones Since red, rum Ready here I, come Compton, unh Dre found me in the, slums Sellin that skunk, one hand on my gun I was sellin rocks when Master P was sayin "Unnnh" Buck pass the blunt These G-Unit girls just wanna have, fun Coke and rum Got weed on the ton I'm bangin with my hand up her dress like, unh I'll make her cum, purple haze in my lungs Whole gang in the front in case a nigga wanna, stunt
[Verse II - 50 Cent] I put Lamborghini doors on that Es-co-lade Low pro so look like I'm riding on blades In one year mang, a nigga's so paid I have a straight bitch in the telly goin both ways (Ah!) Touch me, tease me, kiss me, please me I give it to ya just how you like it, girl You know I'm rockin with the best tre pound on my hip Teflon on my chest They say I'm no good Cuz I'm so hood Rich folks do not want me around Cuz shit might pop off, and if shit pop off Somebody gon' get laid the fuck out They call me new money, say I have no class I'm from the bottom, I came up too fast The hell if I care, I'm just here to get my cash Bougie ass bitches, you can kiss my ass
[Hook]
[Verse III - Game] I put gold Daytonas on that Cherry Six-Four White walls so clean it's like I'm riding on bulbs Hit one switch mang, that ass so low Cali got niggaz in New York riding on hundred spokes Touch me, tease me, kiss me, please me I give it to ya just how you like it, girl You know I'm rockin with the best fo' pound on my hip Teflon on my chest (Ah!)
[Verse IV - Game and 50 Cent] [50 Cent] 50, unh Bentley, unh Em came 'n gotta nigga fresh out the, slum Automatic, gun Fuck 'em one-on-one We wrap up ya punk ass, stunt 'n ya done Homie, it's Game time [Game] You ready? Here I come Call Lloyd Banks and get this motherfucker, crunk It took two, months But Fifty got it done Signed with G-unit Had niggaz like, "huh?" Don't try to front I'll leave yo' ass, slumped Thinkin I'm a punk Get your fuckin head, lumped Fifty got a, gun [50 Cent] Ready here he come Gotta sick, vendetta To get this, chedda Meet my Ba, Retta The dra-ma, setta Sip Am-a, retta My flow sounds, betta Than average On tracks I'm a savage I damage Any nigga tryin' to front on my clique (G-Unit!)
Gotta change my answering machine Now that I'm alone Cuz right now it says that we Can't come to the phone And I know it makes no sense Cuz you walked out the door But it's the only way I hear your voice anymore (it's ridiculous) It's been months And for some reason I just (can't get over us) And I'm stronger than this (enough is enough) No more walkin round With my head down I'm so over being blue Cryin over you
And I'm so sick of love songs So tired of tears So done with wishing you were still here Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow So why can't I turn off the radio?
Gotta fix that calender I have That's marked July 15th Because since there's no more you There's no more anniversary I'm so fed up with my thoughts of you And your memory And how every song reminds me Of what used to be
That's the reason I'm so sick of love songs So tired of tears So done with wishing she was still here Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow So why can't I turn off the radio?
(Leave me alone) Leave me alone (Stupid love songs) Dont make me think about her smile Or having my first child I'm letting go Turning off the radio
Cuz I'm so sick of love songs So tired of tears So done with wishing she was still here Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow So why can't I turn off the radio? (why can't I turn off the radio?)
Said I'm so sick of love songs So tired of tears So done with wishing she was still here Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow So why can't I turn off the radio? (why can't I turn off the radio?)
And I'm so sick of love songs So tired of tears So done with wishin she was still here Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow Why can't I turn off the radio? (why can't I turn off the radio?) Why can't I turn off the radio?
Ah ah ah ahhh Oh god damn I'm gonna facckin cum Oh shit, oh yeah Fack fack faaaack Fuck I am I am, I'm going to cum I'm cumming
I never seen no shit like this This bitch can twist like a damn contortionist Condom on my dick Of course it is This bitch don't know what abortion is So I can't cum in her Fucks like a porn star Looks like jenna Fuck I'm gonna Cum I think my rubbers coming off But oh it's so fuckin wet and soft Fuck I'm gonna start letting off I'm squirting and she's not getting off And she's on top I'm gonna fucking, oh god Oh don't do that Don't stop Stop, don't, I don't mean don't stop Ah Wait a minute Oh ohh fack I'm gonna fucking cum
Ah ah ah ahhh Oh god damn I'm gonna facckin cum Oh shit, oh yeah Fack fack fack Fack I am I am, I'm going to cum I'm cumming
Oh wow oh aww I need a cigarette now oh I'm so fucking hot and your so fuckin hot Oh my God I wanna facking fack No, not fuck I said fack F A C K F A C K fack fack facking freak me oh yeah girl c baby They call me mr freaky Lets call your sister threeway Have some threesome Me so horny And your such a fuckin babe I wanna go down on u Fack u shave Oh god damn here I go again I'm gonna cum, I am
Ah ah ah ahhh Oh god damn I'm gonna facckin cum Oh shit, oh yeah Fack fack fack Fack I am I am, I'm going to cum I'm cumming
Ok I'm done I already came twice You ain't gonna make me cum I'm all out of gas Not so fast Ah Your finger just went in my ass' Ahh that hurts take it out now Oh wait a minute put it back in In in in This don't mean I'm gay, I don't like men I like boobs Boobs boobs Now See that gerbil Grab that tube Shove it up my butt Let that little rascal nibble on my asshole Oh yeah right there, right there Uhhh I'm cumming Oh yeah Fack I just came again Ok pull it out now Oh fuck yeah Wait he's not out He's still crawling around up there Oh fack I think it's stuck Oh but it feels so fucking good
Ah ah ah ahhh Oh god damn I'm gonna facckin cum Oh shit, oh yeah Fack fack fack Fack I am I am, I'm going to cum I'm cumming
Shove a gerbil in your ass Through a tube Shove a gerbil in your ass Through a tube Shove a gerbil in your ass Through a tube Shove a gerbil in your ass Through a tube Ewww Eww ewww
x HAM3 PAG3 x |
x ABOoT M3 x |
x SHNAPS 1 x |
x SHNAPS 2 x |
x SHNAPS 3 x |
x SHNAPS 4 x |
x W33 DAWLZ x |
x MAR3 W33 DAWLZ x |
x M3 N LAUR3N x |
x SONG WORDZ x |
x RiP ST3V3N RiP x |
x W33 MAD PAG3 x |
x MAR3 MAD STUFF x |
x MA BiBBL3 x |
x BUH BY3 x
