This is Mad Shuz. Wu Wu
Hey
Make It Move, Make It Move
This is Monkey Loo.
Wooo!
Hey Hello May Braza, May Bitch in the Club turns a basin
will groan from ecstasy, as if I had a talloman to fucked jazz
jazz, jazz can not cope in one click
On a long way like Long Mix, not lightning -otic as a blitz scream, braa
wrote to me in HP, ms you or not ms
You are Jay Ti, not Sink, call yourself the King of Nyc
And let it be a fest shot, but on someone's faces it is a cam shot
And I am sure that no one will experience shock, but the verse is my murderous as Glock Pow Pow Pqau
Pati on the telik, we also panel, like something, after all, did not lie in bed
But as it usually happens, we are still burned out, but now the young flows the pati on the telly, prra
Hey
Make It Move, Make It Move
This is Monkey Loo.
Wooo!
My floor smokes, YOU my Paul Critin
They follow you, a whole regiment of men
At least look for a stake, sober be it vegetable
Paid for life, acquired everyone help
Vow, time like a shadow, I smoked and left like a beast
A rare film, I am in it a full meter
Among the dog, be it the wolf, the whole here is here **
Follow you, they want to know something, yes
Nonsense, screams of a fool, he did not give a damn guru in us
So, we got into a hurricane where we are in the palms of others, we live looking for a plan, above the sign
Dial, type, dial, shape
The city of Pukai will pretend our Hawomi
Signs, I'm fast like a pum, the beast runs forward, he has a chuke
I'm in Hudie Huli, my house is like a throne on which everyone is judged by bullets
Bent the bit, so ⁹ We were blown away
