Tuesday, January 5, 2010

veidike riimi

wanksters over there, gangsters over there,
wanksters over there put ya hands in the air.
youre are like a young black millionaire,
ey watcha doin, playin solitaire.
daaaamn man, you gotta dissapair,
theres like 5 cops running upstairs.
One nice lookin lady cop has brown hair,
And shes askin me "How you dare?"

five four three two one huh i get it done.
you know that i have fun, when im trying to get the sun
wait a moment hun, this thing has begun.
we have a son, whos trying to run.
I shoot the shotgun, when im done.
one day we gotta race what we gonna won,
because we gotta powerful machine gun.

I wanna drink sum juice like dry ice
and if you say sumthing youre gonna die nice,
Today and tomorrow were smokin high twice
I buy this caprice for a low price.
and then you gonna connect that device
why tha fuck you talkin about that word of advice?
Do you know what our country says? - no rice
this is the law, were gonna throw sum dice.

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