paroles de chanson Knife Fight - Kool G Rap , Rick Ross
That's
why
I
bust
back
It
don't
phase
me
When
he
drop
take
his
Glock
and
I'm
Swayze
Runnin'
like
I
got
bears
on
me
(Run
Run)
They
got
a
brother
on
the
run
Ricky
Ross,
Bawse
All
black
all
my
cars
I
call
them
all
Amistad
My
Masonic
Lodge
the
second
nation
under
God
I'mma
kamakaze
for
my
brothers
common
cause
You
can
get
this
shit
bagged
with
this
llama
in
my
drawls
Hallelujah,
women
holler
Somebody
plotting,
got
'em
leaking
holes
in
his
medulla
oblongata
I
never
passify
pessimist
Pastors
lie
is
my
testament
The
past
of
the
present
tense
Uhhhhh
They
nailed
Jesus
to
the
cross
My
jeweler
nailed
a
piece
30
g's
for
me
to
floss
Lord
forgive
me
I'm
a
sinner
Still
smoking
Bible
paper
Revelations
getting
thinner
760
Beamer,
smelling
like
a
winner
Four
piece
chicken
box
Birdman
dinner
Swerving
thorough
the
streets
it's
the
KGB
Kool
G's
back
nigga
MMG
Ross
Live
from
New
York,
kid
kind
of
short
Knock
down
towers
the
big
toe
the
torch
Rap
legend
from
Queens
with
the
South
Beach
Boss
Pumping
Maybach
Music
getting
mouthpieced
off
The
cost
of
jewlery
had
seen
what
a
house
lease
cost
In
these
foul
streets
we
floss
to
the
North
of
Miami,
connect
The
more
we
came
it's
still
sandy
and
wet
It's
the
lazy
eyed
gangsta
kid
G.
Giancana
That'll
walk
into
your
floor
sick
the
piece
straight
behind
ya
Bout
to
blow
in
this
bitch
like
TNT
with
a
timer
Keep
a
sweet
vagina
in
some
GG
designers
Selfish
made
in
the
coziest
ways
I
seen
watches
and
Chloe
shades
We
just
know
we
paid
Got
the
culture
behind
the
Bolivia
my
flow
be
the
babes
The
handguns
we
holdin
got
the
nose
of
a
gauge
Understand
I
don't
feed
the
animals
no
longer
in
the
cage
Hold
that
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