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Brainers lyrics

Surask Mane

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surask mane ar vasara bebutu ar ziema surask mane ar naktis bebutu ar diena o jei nenori sakyk tai kuo greiciau gal dar pamatysi kas bus toliau surask mane surask mane surask mane surask mane ateik greiciau ar vasara bebutu ar ziema ateik greiciau ar naktis bebutu ar diena o jei neateisi ir nesurasi tu manes a? tave surasiu tavo sapnuose surask mane surask mane surask mane surask mane surask mane surask mane surask mane surask mane a? zinau tu mane surasi a? zinau tu mane surasi a? zinau tu mane surasi a? zinau

Blunt To My Lip

PROJECT PAT "Big Papa"
ey pemenhehebeh mane EEYA GO MANE...that nigga been standin down there in tha same god damn spot slangin dat shit fo da las' fo' fi' days. WIT DA SAME CLOTHES ON...AIT NENVENEN BE NEE HGTIOME YET!!! iaitnevne think so, i wonder if he smokin or sellin dat shit, he gotta me smokin'a sno'tin somethin. he had to be smokin'uh sno'tin somethin (NAW) aint gon be up fo da las fo fi days I HEARD HE SHOT SOMEBODEH MAANNNEE FORRELKAL!? yeah folroealrea he peoraoblem cane ben goh home.. yeahhh you know lil watch from compton been missin too i think that the nigga he been frontin his moneh too THIS WHY EDA PAOCLCIE BEEN RIDIN AROUDNS AO AHARD.. Blunt to my lips Gun on my hip Rocks in my socks Pocket fulla chips Watchin fo da pigs Splittin hataz wigs Packin me some grib Playa can ya dig? (x2) Project Pat, a nigga, that's down for his crown mane. If ya ass step, Im'a be downtown mane. Fourth floor bow mane, das if i get caught mane. Push me to da edge, so it really aint ma fault mane. See I gotta die mane, so dont even try mane. Enemies gon' bleed once i let these bullets fly mane, mama gonna cry mane, i like to get high mane, niggas passin plates snortin line after line mane, i gots ta get mine mane, robin was the crime mane, let a nigga deal but i done serve ma time mane, put that all behind mane, get out on the grind mane, slang some'uh dis dope in tha street on my ride mane, see i aint a foo' mane, fuck listenin to you mane, why you in my grill and you know we aint cool mane, project aint a duck man, see i know whats up mane, get up off my dick like a mothafuckin slut mane. Blunt to my lips Gun on my hip Rocks in my socks Pocket fulla chips Watchin fo da pigs Splittin hataz wigs Packin me some grib Playa can ya dig? (x2) Where i'm from mane aint no sun shine with tha shine, on a dogs ass if his ass dont get on a grind. doin time, helped a nigga out, to clear up my head. used to have a shade in the light by my bed, it was said i was in the bed workin in tha street, but tha street is the only thing i see payin me, collin key, fuck servin deals rockin to da shake, slangin guns slangin tvs mane im tryna mate. all i can my nigga joe while im at a hoes house, get her drunk take her to da back, put dick in her mouf. be tha front, dont unlock my nig turn tha radio, pull tha car up in tha yard cleanin out tha hoe. you should know that a burglary really aint fo me, i just got out tha tentiory tryna get on my feet, get hta cheese off tha merchandise when in bought a deal, nigga please you say you dont steal ima keep it real Blunt to my lips Gun on my hip Rocks in my socks Pocket fulla chips Watchin fo da pigs Splittin hataz wigs Packin me some grib Playa can ya dig? (x2) Hataz like to get a playa twisted in dis bullshittah, a gang spittah, im also a wig splitta, yo ass gettah shot up by tha nine milluh, yo capa drilla when fuckin wit a real nigga, tha chrome trigga should regulate a pump quickah, the bullet hitcha, im zone off that brown liquah, you need ta get cha nose out a niggas biz, quit spreadin rumaz like a mothafuckin punk bitch, my trunk is tha bed fo a kidnap victim, hollow point hit dem, put out my gun yo howd you get dem? off in tha era, becuase you came to me in error, dont wanna scare ya, say you tha mane fo tha terror, i know these pullets pop yo shit off lika a melon, lets bust it up fuck man who you tellin? its armageddon in north memphis crack we sellin, you pass me da potent weed is what they yellin Blunt to my lips Gun on my hip Rocks in my socks Pocket fulla chips Watchin fo da pigs Splittin hataz wigs Packin me some grib Playa can ya dig? (x2)

Naktis

Lemon Joy
stoviu as apsvaiges nuo sitos tamsos atrodo laikas stovi sirdis tuoj sustos naktis beribe naktis blaskausi tartum vejas uzburtam rate truksta man jegu kad istrukciau is cia naktis veidmaine naktis mane surask nakties tamsoj mane mylek nakties tyloj ir nuskandinki savo baime manyje ir nesvarbu kas bus rytoj juk tai puiku zvaigzdziu sviesoj panirt i nakti istirpt tamsoj zaibas tolumoj sujungia musu mintis aplinkui viska gaubia keista paslaptis naktis meiles naktis isnyra is tamsos tavo veidas blyskus bandau paliest as ji bet tai mirazas klaikus naktis apgavike naktis mane surask nakties tamsoj mane mylek nakties tyloj ir nuskandinki savo baime manyje ir nesvarbu kas bus rytoj juk tai puiku zvaigzdziu sviesoj panirt i nakti istirpt tamsoj muzika ir zodziai G.Broko

You Know The Biss

PROJECT PAT "Ghetty Green"
(feat. DJ Paul) [Project Pat talks] [Chorus (2x)-Project Pat] Mane you know the business Mane you know the business Playa gon' shine trick You ain't on my level trick Mane you know the business Mane you know the business Catch up wit' cha kind mane I don't deal wit' fakeness [Project Pat-1st verse] Still a mack Still a thug Still a mane showing love To my dawgs,to my folks Violators be slugs in ya back Ratta-tat It's your dawg Project Pat In da hood having fun Sippin' on Parmason Give me some,show me love Like the man up above Spread my wings like a dove Mean mug niggas looking And a henn from a smile Bucket side blood cooking Got a problem wit' my style Wit' the click,,wit' the clan Lanes I don't understand If you feel that you real Fuck it's on lightning On the real hoes but they mouth And get pimp smacked Automatic gat,get yo' motherfuckin' head crack Heat tight,trick tight Killas pullin' pistol plates When you pull ya tone My nig' that's where you gon' lay I'm a say this to you haters wit' the problem Step up to the Patsta Boy I'm a solve'em [Chorus-2x] [Project Pat-2nd verse] All in my face And he knowing he don't like me Proably wanna shoot me Maybe even fight me Suck me,paid me Mane that's what yo' bitch do Loving me the most cause I let her do the click to Profit Posse all these hoes never frontin' Mane they off that ezay Gobblin' up somethin' Dick in ya mouth Slow it down wit' that rough stuff Five vicious catos curling like a chesse puff Chesse first cap blast AC Rolls in the tenet (Baby what's been goin' on) Nothing hoe but the dick Got me bent out of shape To you hoes that are fake Get the fuck out my face Before I shoot you in ya face Murder rate,shell increase Mother-fuck the police Ridin' up on yo' ass,in ya ass Be decrease,never peace Where I live know for the cross-cut First haters step First haters get tossed out [Chorus-1x] [Talking til next song]

The Farm

MASTER P "Gameface"
[Master P Talking] You know what I mean, society treat me like I'm a insect I'm out here hustlin' tryna get mine, but imagine where I'm from You know what I'm sayin Mama wasn't there, Papa wasn't there, I had to get out there and get it how I live. ya heard me Ha Ha [chorus 4x] Mama gone, Daddy wasn't home Collard greens and grits, we was slangin on the farm [Master P] We live that thug life, I mean that drug life Cop somethin, flip it whodi, I mean I'm alright I got my own paper, I learned to shake a hater I'm high tech, got computers in the navigator And I be droppin keys, lil whodi, smokin weed You need somethin, holla atcha boy, whatcha need You know I'm ballin, shot callin 3rd ward Calliope, whodi, it's New Orleans City of that china white, I got my game tight One up in the chamber, slang that iron, you know I don't fight Big Tyme hitta mane, I got the skrilla mane Step on my toes whodi, and I'ma killa mane Represent that Boot Camp, don't take no food stamps Catch you slippin at night, and leave yo head damp Cause I'ma tall hitta, and ya'll some small hittas You know you played wit fire, now you gone fall hitta [chorus] [Master P] Call me two pistols, I make that chrome whistle I'm like Paul Hardy, I'm in yo bone gristle I'm not a doctor, Professional blocker I see a Vic in the hood, I short stop ya Now get the car whodi, it's time to gas up Grab me a 'K, I handle my business and I mask up I'm on the run mane, It aint no fun mane Tryna change my life but I'm back, to doin the same thang Penitentiary bounded, but well grounded Seven years later, I'm smilin and ya'll frownin [chorus until end]

I Tavo Rankas

Andrius Mamontovas
As tartum laivas pakeles bures As vel keliauju i tavo rankas Vel jos kaip vaika pagauna mane As visas vel tavo delne Sianakt i miesta sugryzo ruduo Sianakt as krentanciu lapu piemuo Sviesos lange vel aukstyn mane ves Tiesiai i tavo rankas Tolstantys zingsniai pasaulio gale Laiptas po laipto ir tu jau salia Bet kai netycia atmerkiu akis Vel begaline naktis Krentantys lapai geltonas lietus Musu mirtis vel prisimine mus Skausmas atnes milijonus sapnu Ieskanciu tavo delnu Tukstanciai zodziai lenkia dainas Kas juos isgirs kas ju vieta suras Ar tu dar sapnuoji laiminga mane Virpanti tavo delne

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