On the regular, on the regular All the time on the regular All I do is hit that bitch on the regular You'll never find me smokin' on the regular On the regular
:] On the regular On the regular All the tyme On the regular All I do is get dat BYTCH!! On the regular We get the finest smoke On the regular On the
译文: 有钱人. 对经常.
Chorus:] On the regular On the regular All the tyme On the regular All I do is get dat BYTCH!! On the regular We get the finest smoke On the regular On
to the rest, don't test Housing developments are built on the bodies Of punks who wouldn't party Big shots are called from the pen's inner sanctum Where the mega-gees regulate
duck 'em and tell them to suck on a hard dick When we was wilding in the Nolia they was callin' us babies I guess the same shit went on in the 80's But
? Whatever happened to catchin' a good-ol' fashioned Passionate ass-whoopin' and gettin' your shoes coat and your hat tooken? New kids on the block, sucked a lot of dick Boy
? Whatever happened to catchin' a good ol' fashioned Passionate ass-whoopin' and gettin' your shoes coat And your hat tooken? New Kids on the Block, sucked a lot of dick Boy
say, "Hoe hater" With tattoos with number 1 stunter With billionaire on my left arm and millionaire on my right arm Bitches be lovin' this gold grill homey I spent 20 G's on
cry later That AK 45 keep me live That's my motherfucking regulator [Verse 2 (Abel)] That's my brother Mr. Kane Mr. Abel 10 g's on the table Bringin
fly boy, nigga, my chain worth thousand grands, nigga That's twenty thousand karats, nigga, step your game up That's why your chain ain't up, nigga The four five on
poppin' wheelies on Kawasaki's Hip-Hop's got me on some ol', sprayin shots like a drumroll Blankin' out and never miscount the shells my gun hold I don't stunt, I regulate
my nigga b, I handle business on the real and Then I chill make my rounds, pick up my car from My bitches 'cause I be hittin' 'em regular like Dre be hittin' his switches Clockin' my riches
A nice guy that like to fuck alot This is for my on the low niggas Average joe niggas You know, I'm tallkin plain ol' niggas Big up, big up all the regular
I was just a young boy, barely 17 A regular poster child for the American dream I spent some time in college, tried to learn that system well Left
, I'm bleeding, I'm scarred A nickel bag in the trunk, believe I'm involved I'm on everything, 'cause I ain't feeling the job Your boy Deck's a king,
Hey 'em, you know you my favorite white boy, right? I, I owe you for this one I've been patiently waiting for a track to explode on, yeah You can stunt
violent? Whatever happened to catchin a good-ol' fashioned passionate ass-whoopin and gettin your shoes coat and your hat tooken? New Kids on the Block, sucked a lot of dick Boy
