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something you can't understand. How I could just kill a man for killa cam. Me and my Roc killa fam, top billers man. We run the spot, drop ceilings fam Hit the wall drop ceiling fans. Listen boar, man I
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Memphis Bleek. Ayo Roc-A-Fella Records runnin the streets wreckless. Get Low the future you gotta respect it. The hood's still in back of me, guns still beside of me. Still for the street, hoes
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than a minimum, I'm talking everything. More than a single wish, I'm talking every dream. You are my roc. Baby you're the truth. You are my roc. I love to roc with you. You are my roc. You're everything
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Bài hát Roc The Life - Rita Ora. My way in London, Americana. The persona, it's primadonna. Kick a motherfucker to the cizzurb. You think you crazy, I'm berserk. I'm off the chain, you gotta love it
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Bài Hát Tiếng Nước Róc Rách - Hồng Nhung. Nghe tiếng nước róc rách róc rách. Tưởng được nghe tiếng suối róc rách róc rách. Nghe tiếng nước róc rách róc rách. Tưởng được nghe tiếng dòng suối chảy thì
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travelin'. * a Lex cause the click fit good in the Caravan. Slide through your hood like an avalanche. Take a flick if you get a chance get that close. * an advance, cause I get that dough. Beef
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Bài hát Roc The Life - Rita Ora. My way in London, Americana. The persona, it's primadonna. Kick a motherfucker to the cizzurb. You think you crazy, I'm berserk. I'm off the chain, you gotta love it
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Bài hát Roc The Life - Rita Ora. My way in London, Americana. The persona, it's primadonna. Kick a motherfucker to the cizzurb. You think you crazy, I'm berserk. I'm off the chain, you gotta love it
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Here I am, sitting here waiting. Anticipating when I make my move. I'm so confused, don't wana be guessin. But my confession is. That I'm thinkin bout you. . Bridge. You might think that a
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. Issa comeback. Missed your lovin' so bad. You make me come so fast. Oh yeah. And you know that. I'm gon' keep this on track. Glad we made a comeback. Oh yeah. I wanna put you in seven positions for
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ass English 'coz it's broken. Couldn't turn my styles even if ya had a token You was hopin' that I would quit but. I'm hangin' around like nut sacs with a dick. I'm sick, I know that styles abstract
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Everything's a go. And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the wheels and it's real. Everything's a go. New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, gimme a reason. Everything's a go. Squad in the
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