G. Dep lyrics

G. Dep lyrics

"One Way Lyrics"

Ta Mo Chleamhnas Deanta My Match It Is Made Lyrics
Traditional, arranged by Van Morrison/Paddy Moloney Ta mo chleamhnas deanta o athru areir S'ni mo na go dtaithnioonn an bhean liom fein Ach fagfaidh me i mo dhiaidh i 'gus imeoidh me liom fein


[G-Dep Talking]
Come here man, You lookin for beef [smacking sound]
Get the fuck over, yea
You thought I wasn't, yea hehehehe
Yea look at me, look at me nigga
Come here, know one thing nigga

[Verse 1: G-Dep]
I think you need to know I'm holdin it down
Wit a hole in this town
It's a hole in da ground, where I stomp
Got these niggaz steady on the watch
Like it's Teddy on da block
If yo
2 Minutes amp 21 Seconds Of Funk Lyrics
Yeah, yeah Fuck all these niggaz You know what I'm talkin' about Wino Yeah, yeah, yeah Two minutes and twenty-one seconds of funk and I ain't
ur ready or your not here I come
Nigga you can run you can hide
You can dip you can slide
You can duck you can ride you can flee
I give a nigga, one test now it's one less
That's how easily you can be eliminated
Program to scan rock jams
Get down from where I stand to Scotland
Dustin like Hothman
If that'll stop what you got planned the shot's ?
Ask your man, ask your girl, ask your crew
I'm hittin high, I
all to god Lyrics
Words: Marco Roelofs The way it was, it will never be again A kid fought like a brave young man Nothing seen of life yet Taken away in a fight with death You couldn't hold
'm hittin low what a nigga have to do
You want drama I'm a have to act a fool
Had to laugh at the aftermath now I'm after you and

[Chorus: G-Dep]
One way or another I'm a find ya
And I'm a getch ya, getch ya, getch ya, getch ya
One day maybe next week, I'm gonna find ya
I'm gonna getch ya, getch ya unngghh

[Verse 2: Black Rob]
Cowardest cats, names don't ring no bell
Been grabbin niggaz up by they
Oh ja Lyrics
moet je nu eens weten wie ik tegenkwam toen ik wou naar huis gaan waarom bleef je stilstaan ik zal nooit vergeten hoe hij bij me kwam ik wist niet meer wat gedaan zou jij
coat ?
Coke rhyme but It's dope as hell
Nigga four tooth the ?
Still had to broke in jail
Wit a parole hold just the systems so cold
Had me thinkin under pressure that this kid won't fold
When the feds came in extremely vocal, aint stutta
Shoutin out my ? name and my social
Wasn't to hard to find I stay local
If I would of known you was sinkin I would of bin by coastals
See I'm a do what I'm supposed to-a