Red Cafe School Of Hard Knocks текст песни, слова песни School Of Hard Knocks Red Cafe
Red Cafe - School Of Hard Knocks
I'm From The School Of The Hard Knocks
Red Cafe's From The School Of The Hard Knocks
I'm Form The School Of The Hard Knocks
I'm From The School Of The Hard Knocks
[Verse:]
I'm From The Clown Act That
Quick To Cock The Pound Back
And Let It Go No You Shouldn't Around Dat When It Go Off Like [Gun Shot]
You Rolled Off Like [Gun Shot]
They Don't Understand How I Can Just Kill A Man New York, New York
Homie In My Timberland
The Street Rais Me
The Street Paid Me
I'm Muscla Hustla
Homie The Street Made Me
Ain;'t Nothing Sweet
To Hear My Heart Beat
I'm Bare Arms In My Lecox Sportif
I Wear Charms That Represent The Struggle
Shit Now Homie The Name Will Buggle
I'm With The Mac 1 0 Got My Back Son
We Made Your Daughter Left Dubs Sorry Mrs.Jackson
Brooklyn Bullshit Tatted On My Arm So Big Forever With Me
He Never Gon Be Gone
See Brooklyn Sent Me To Give You Hell Red Cafe Got A Story To Tell [Fades Away]
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