The right wrong the right now The right wrong the right now The right wrong the right now The right wrong the right now Why don't we wrong the right
Vertaling: De F-Ups. Verkeerde The Right.
Vertaling: She's the Man soundtrack. De F-ups - verkeerde The Right.
abomination And death becomes your one reality It's outta my hand what you think of me Let's rip down this enterprise so Why don't we wrong the right
Say 'he aint clean enough' but rappers aint mean enough? Enough lashes like I aint seen enough On the real, this is like the Neo-Emmitt Till Whistling- Get yo f
the rent do Till he met the wrong bitch, man just came home ex-convict And he stay on with that Thriller Shit, f-cking around with them killers yeah, with them killers F
is hype Better get it right, or get dented on sight [Chorus 2X] [Armageddon] I'm just tryin to figure what right, kinda hard to pull a trigger polite Scriptures of right
you sneezing hachoo They got the shivers, mayne I got the fever I got to bring the hood back after Katrina Weezy F. Baby now the F is for Fema Sick nigga
-T Missus I, Missus F-U-L I'm gonna reach the top, I ain't ever gonna stop And I'm sure gonna ring your bell Missus D, Missus I, Missus F-F-I Missus
my bed lay on my back and meditate Anyway, in the ceilings, the four walls, it's like cell therapy I got nothing to do but write about my L I F E, put
went wrong Now was it my friends or your friends Or was it the fact that you received a Jag' when you wanted a Benz Sound crazy? I've seen hang-ups like
so fast, gotcha sneezin, hachoo! They got the shivers, man I got the fever I gotta bring the hood back after Katrina! Weezy F Baby, now the F is for Fema
murder scenes germaneeds (?) and ferns and flat whites for blurring greens f*** over your heads man i'm climbing pylons tobacco brown, montans, banana crylons hit the red line, headlines f
it's the boyscout, I make outs, I make other rappers have doubts, [That's right] You're fucking with the wrong clan and the wrong man that's it, Now
at some party Life is a gamble, and you're losin Before it's too late, brother, you better start choosin Left from right, right from wrong Or you'll be
the whip, tore a tree up On my way to the dealers trying to re-up, Call me Brett Favre, spell it F-A-V-R-E, yup, it's wrong. Other words, I just fucked
