paroles de chanson Bitches & Drugs - Jay Electronica
These
days
a
lot
of
niggas
is
wack
All
I
hear
is
who
gonna
bring
new
york
back
The
south
is
this
the
south
is
that
Slinging
crack
in
the
white
tee
in
the
trap
Sippin
patron
and
yak
Ringo
hit
me
up
on
the
jack
And
said
man
spit
that
spat
And
leave
that
chicken
scratch
for
frick
and
frack
Guru
told
me
slow
up
the
flow
Cause
science
and
metaphors
will
slow
up
the
dough
so
here
we
go
Gs
up
hoes
down
If
rap
was
like
blacks
in
the
sixties,
I′m
a
white
cop
in
riot
gear
ready
to
hose
down
Memo
to
all
I'm
settin
you
hoes
down
I′ll
spray
a
sick
round
on
any
sick
clown
who
wanna
get
down
From
nueve
york
to
chit-own
Comprende,
wack
rappers
bow
when
they
in
the
presence
of
the
sensei
The
flow
is,
muy
caliente
Jaydolf
spitler,
rap
hitler
One
man
militia
Burnin
niggas
live
with
the
scripture
The
sound
waves
shake
the
dead
in
they
graves
Pro
toolsll
import
the
session
from
the
richter
No
wonder
I'm
the
victor
If
a
thousand
words
is
equivalent
to
a
picture
Then
welcome
to
the
cinema
Shot
of
wheat
grass
in
the
enema
Who
wanna
style
war
with
the
emperor
1 Spark It Up (Intro)
2 Renaissance Man
3 My World (Nas Salute)
4 Extra Extra
5 Abracadabra
6 Uzi Weighs a Ton
7 A Prayer For Vick & TI
8 Dimethyltriptamine
9 Eternal Sunshine (the Pledge)
10 Bitches & Drugs
11 Trolley Stop
12 Hard To Get
13 Girlfriend
14 Be Easy
15 Dealing
16 Get 'Em
17 Victory Is In My Clutches
18 Somethin' To Hold On To
19 I Feel Good
20 So What You Sayin'
21 Walk With It (feat. Lil Flip)
22 Katrina the Levees Broke
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