Why don't you sit right back and I I may tell you a tale, a tale of 3 Little pigs and a big bad wolf Well, the first little piggy Well, he was kinda
ترجمه: ژله سبز. سه خوک کوچولو.
: [Spoken] Why don't you, sit right back, and I, I may tell you, a tale. A tale of three, little pigs, and a BIG, BAD, WOLFFF. Well the first little
seen These things get turned into things that I sing Things ringing together with similes in between Been mean since a teen, since little green marines I've been, mean, jean Ming, green
foot by the foot in my fruit roll up No cuts, no stems, no seeds straight THC indeed I'm tryna get stoned like I'm staring into Medusa eyes You ain't got green
So he came over somethin' that ain't his That jeopardize the well being of him and his kids That's how it is, Cig's in the whole crib Dope that told pigs
a mob I was down with So I'm packin a mac at night And blue and whites are everywhere in a nigga sight So come on, you little pigs, who's the bravest?
couple choices of what you can do Better make the right decision if you know what I mean You can do some time, or fork over your green I said, "I got no green
the self control In the green tank when the shit unfolds Hold up, I got it sewn up Me and my niggas are about to blow up Got the pigs on my tail What
, like the red, dead meat, in your plate (Bring it raw, motherfucka) And I'll fill you up with the energy the hill create (Will the hill create?) I get sticky, like a green
, I don't wanna live, I paint the wall With the bloodstains, eye of the pig, I see it all The eye of the pig DJ Muggs cuts and scratches'This pig' from Pigs
you hold one fee? Herchers for the herbics no waterin' the seeds Some of your friends just really see me cause sussin' this, losin' no GHC The pigs
money is twice than Grab a couple grand and live a nice land See I'm a nice man but money turned me to Satan I'm thirsty for this green, so bad I'm dehydratin
And so I made the race, and staked me out a place And settled down along the Cimarron It blowed away, it blowed away My Oklahoma home, it blowed away It looked so green
a nation for my Nation 'cause I place you on the dynomite Right? The creamin' to schemin' to get it Right demeans almighty dolla The green power, let
8:32 Or report from 29 districts The revolution will not be televised There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down Brothers on the instant replay There will be no pictures of pigs
I see buds that are green, red roses too I see the blunts, for me and you And I say to myself, what a wonderful world It's the illest little story for
