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ain't got no motherfuckin friends ³ª¿¡°Õ Ä£±¸µûÀ© ¾ø¾î That's why I fucked yo' bitch, you fat motherfucker ±×·¡¼ ³× ¿©ÀÚ¶û ÇßÁö, ÀÌ ¶×¶×ÇÑ °³ÀÚ½Ä¾Æ (take money) West side!! Bad Boy killers (µ·À» ¾ò¾î¶ó) ¿þ½ºÆ®»çÀ̵å!! ¹èµåº¸ÀÌ Å³·¯ *Bad Boy´Â P. Diddy°¡ ¼¼¿î ·¹À̺íÀÌÁÒ (take money) You know the realest is niggaz (µ·À» ¾ò¾î¶ó) ´©°¡ °¡Àå ÁøÂ¥ÀÎÁö ¾Ë°í ÀÖ°ÚÁö (take money) We bring it to you (µ·À» ¾ò¾î¶ó) ³Ê¿¡°Ô º¸¿©ÁÙ°Ô (take money) (µ·À» ¾ò¾î¶ó) Verse One: Tupac First off, fuck your bitch and the click you claim óÀ½, ³× ¿©ÀÚ¿Í ´Ï°¡ ¸»Çß´ø ³à¼®µéÀ» ´Ù ¿³¸Ô¿´Áö West side when we ride come equipped with game ¿þ½ºÆ® »çÀÌµå ¿ì¸®°¡ ¿Ã¶© ¿ÏÀüÈ÷ ÁغñµÇ¾îÀÖ¾î You claim to be a player but I fucked your wife ³Í ´Ï°¡ Ç÷¹À̾î¶ó°í ÇßÁö¸¸ ´Ï ¾Æ³»µµ °°£Çß¾î We bust on Bad Boy niggaz fucked for life ¿ì¸° Bad Boy ³à¼®µéÀ» ÅͶ߸®Áö, ³» ÀλýÀº ¸ÁÃÄÁ³Áö Plus Puffy tryin ta see me weak hearts I rip °Å±â´Ù P.Diddy°¡ ³» ¾àÇÑ ¸ð½ÀÀ» º¸·ÁÇØ, ³ ½ÉÀåÀ» ¶â¾î³» Biggie Smallz and Junior M.A.F.I.A. some mark ass bitches Biggie Smallz¿Í Junior M.A.F.I.A ±×¸®°í ¸î¸î °³³âµé *Biggie Smallz´Â Àß ¾Æ½ÇÅ×°í, Junior M.A.F.I.A´Â Biggie°¡ ¸¸µé¾î³½ ±×·ìÀÌÁÒ We keep on comin' while we runnin for ya jewels ¿ì¸° °è¼Ó ¿Í¼ ³ÊÀÇ º¸¼®µéÀ» °Å»Çϰí steady gunnin, keep on bustin at the fools, you know the rules °è¼Ó ÃÑÀ» °Ü´², ¹Ùº¸µéÀ» ½ð´Ù, ¿©±â ¹ýÄ¢Àº ¾Ë°í ÀÖÁö Little Ceaser, go ask ya homie how I leave ya Little Ceaser, Ä£±¸µé¿¡°Ô °¡¼ ³»°¡ ³Î ¾î¶»°Ô ¶°³¯°ÇÁö ¹°¾îºÁ cut your young ass up, leave you in pieces, now be deceased ³ÊÀÇ ¾ûµ¢À̸¦ Âõ¾î, Á¶°¢Á¶°¢À» ³»ÁÖ°Ú¾î, ÀÌÁ¨ Á×¾î¹ö·Á Lil Kim, don't fuck around with real G's Lil Kim, ÁøÂ¥ °»½ºÅ͸¦ °¡Áö°í ³îÁö¸¶ Quick to snatch yo' ugly ass off tha street, so fuck peace °Å¸®¿¡¼ À绡¸® ³ÊÀÇ ÃßÇÑ ¾ûµ¢À̸¦ Àâ¾ÆÃ¤°Ú¾î, ÆòÈ´Â Áý¾îÃÄ I let them niggas know it's on for life »ç¶÷µé¿¡°Ô ÀÌ°Ç Æò»ý °è¼ÓµÈ´Ù´Â °É ¾Ë·ÁÁÖÁö So let the West side ride tonight hahahah ±×·¯´Ï ¿À´Ã ¿þ½ºÆ®»çÀ̵尡 ¾ÕÀ¸·Î ³ª°¡°Ô ÇØÁà ÇÏÇÏ Bad Boy murdered on wax, and killed Bad Boy´Â ¸ðµÎ »ìÇØ´çÇϰí, Á×Áö Fuck wit' me and get ya caps peeled, you know, see ³¯ °¡Áö°í ³î¸é ³× ¸Ó¸®¸¦ ¹þ°Ü¹ö¸®°Ú¾î, ¾ËÁö, ºÁ Chorus: Grab ya glocks, when you see Tupac TupacÀ» º¸¸é ÃÑÀ» ì°Ü¶ó Call the cops, when you see Tupac, uhh TupacÀ» º¸¸é °æÂûÀ» ºÒ·¯¶ó, ¾î Who shot me, but ya punks didn't finish ´©°¡ ³¯ ½ú¾î, ÇÏÁö¸¸ ³¯ ³¡Àå³»Áö ¾Ê¾ÒÁö Now ya bout to feel the wrath of a menace ÀÌÁ¦ ¾Ç´çÀÇ ºÐ³ë¸¦ º¸°Ô µÉ°Å¾ß NIGGA, I hit em' up... ¸ðµÎµé, ³»°¡ ÃĿø®°Ú¾î.. Interlude: Tupac Check this out, you muthafuckas know what time it is ÀÌ°Í Á» ºÁºÁ, ³Ê³× °³Àڽĵé Áö±ÝÀÌ ¹«½¼ ½Ã°£ÀÎÁö ¾ËÁö I don't even know why I'm on this track ³»°¡ ¿Ö ÀÌ ³ë·¡¸¦ ºÎ¸£´ÂÁöµµ ¸ð¸£°Ú¾î ya'll nigguz ain't even on my level ³Ê³×µéÀº ³» ·¹º§µµ ¾Æ´Ñ °É I'ma let my little homies ride on you ³» ¾î¸° Ä£±¸µéÀÌ ³Î °¡Áö°í ³î°Ô Çϰھî bitch made-ass bad boy bitches -- deal with it!! °³³âµé ¸ÛûÀÌ, Bad Boy ³âµé -- ÇÑ ¹ø ÇØºÁ!! Verse Two: Get out the way yo, get out the way yo ³» ¾Õ¿¡¼ ºñÄÑ, ³» ¾Õ¿¡¼ ºñÄÑ *¹ÂÁ÷ºñµð¿À ¹öÀü¿¡¼´Â µÎ ¹øÂ°¿¡¼ 'Hussein fatal(Ä¡¸íÀûÀÎ Hussein)'À̶ó°í ³ª¿À´õ±º¿ä Biggie Smallz just got dropped Biggie Smallz°¡ ¹æ±Ý ¶³¾îÁ³¾î Little Moo, pass the Mac, and let me hit him in his back Little Moo, ±ÇÃÑÀ» ³Ñ°Ü, ±×ÀÇ µî¿¡ ½÷¾ß°Ú¾î Frank White need to get spanked right, for settin tracks Frank White°¡ ·¦À» ÇÏ´Ù´Ï, Á¦´ë·Î ¶§·ÁÁà¾ß °Ú¾î *Frank White´Â BIGÀÇ º°¸íÀÌÁÒ little accident murderer, and I ain't never heard-a ya ÀÛÀº »ç°íÀÇ »ìÀÎÀÚ, ±×¸®°í ³ ³Ê¿¡ ´ëÇØ µé¾îº» Àûµµ ¾ø¾î Poisonous gats attack when I'm servin ya ³»°¡ ³Ê¸¦ ¹Þµé°í ÀÖÀ» ¶§ µ¶¼º ±ÇÃÑ °ø°Ý Spank the shank ya whole style when I dank ±âºÐÀÌ ³ª»Ú´Ï ³× ´Ù¸®, ³ÊÀÇ ¸ðµç ½ºÅ¸ÀÏÀ» ¶§·ÁÁÖ°Ú¾î Guard your rank, cause I'ma slam you in the pavement Àß ¸·¾Æ, ¿Ö³ÄÇÏ¸é ³ ³Î ÄÜÅ©¸®Æ®¿¡ ó¹ÚÀ» Å״ϱî Puffy weaker than a fuckin rocka wanna do, nigga Puffy´Â ºô¾î¸ÔÀ» ¸ÛûÀ̺¸´Ùµµ ´õ ¾àÇÑ ³ð and, I'll smoke ya junior mafia in front of you, nigga ±×¸®°í ³Ê³× Junior Mafia ¾Õ¿¡¼ ´ã¹è¸¦ ÇÇ¿öÁÖ°Ú¾î With the ready power tuckin my Guess under my Eddie Bauer ÁغñµÈ ÈûÀ¸·Î ³» Eddie Bauer¾Æ·¡¿¡ ³» Guess¸¦ ¾¥¼Å³Ö°í ya clout, pretty sour I get packages every hour and hit em up ³Î ¶§·Á, ¾à°£ ¾ÆÇðÉ, ³ ¸Å½Ã°£ ¼ÒÆ÷¸¦ ¾òÁö ³Ê³Ú ÃĿ÷Á Chorus Verse Three: Tupac Peep how we do it, keep it real, it's penitentiary steel ¿ì¸®°¡ ¾î¶»°Ô ÇÏ´ÂÁö ÁöÄѺÁ, Á¦´ë·Î ºÁ, ±³µµ¼Ò ½ºÅ¸ÀÏ this aint no freestyle battle, all you niggaz gettin ÀÌ°Ç ÇÁ¸®½ºÅ¸ÀÏ µûÀ§°¡ ¾Æ´Ï¾ß, ³Ê³× ¸ðµÎµé killed with ya mouths open ÀÔ ¹ú¸° ä·Î Á×À» °Å¾ß tryin to come up offa me, you in the clouds hoping ³ª¿¡°Ô ´ýºñ·Á°í ÇÏ´Ù´Ï, ³Í ±¸¸§¿¡ ¼û¾î¼ smokin dope it's like a sherm high ³»°¡ ¸¶¸®È³ª³ª ÇÇ¿ì±æ ¹Ù¶óÁö Niggaz think they learned to fly ³à¼®µéÀº Áö°¡ ³¯ ¼ö ÀÖ´Â ÁÙ ¾Ë¾Æ But they burned muthafucka, you deserve to die ÇÏÁö¸¸ ±×µéÀº Å¿ö¹ö·Á¾ß ÇØ, ³Í Á×¾î¾ß ÇØ Talkin bout you gettin money, but its funny to me ´Ï°¡ µ·À» ¹ú°í ÀÖ´Ù´Ï, ³»°¡ º¸±â¿£ ¿ì½º¿ö All you niggaz living bummy, while you fuckin' wit me ³Ê³× ¸ðµÎ ³¯ °¡Áö°í ³îÁö¸¸, ¸ðµÎµé °ÅÁöÀÎ °É I'm a self made milionare ³ ÀÚ¼ö¼º°¡ÇÑ ¹é¸¸ÀåÀÚ Thug Livin out a prison, pistols in the air, hahaha ±³µµ¼Ò ¹ÛÀ¸·Î ³ª¿Í Á¦´ë·ÎµÈ »î, Çã°ø¿¡ ±ÇÃÑÀ» ½÷, ÇÏÇÏÇÏ Biggie, remember when I used to let you sleep on my couch Biggie, ³»°¡ ³Î ³» ¼ÒÆÄ¿¡ Àç¿ì°í ±× ³âÇÑÅ× ³Î Áý¿¡¼ and beg the bitch to let you sleep in the house, ahh Àç¿ì¶ó°í »çÁ¤ÇÏ´ø °Å Ȥ½Ã ±â¾ï³ª, ¾Æ Now its all about Versacci, you copied my style ÀÌÁ¨ ³Í º£¸£»çüó·³, ³» ½ºÅ¸ÀÏÀ» º£²¼Áö Five shots couldn't drop me, I took it, and smiled 5¹ßÀÇ ÃÑźµµ ³¯ ¸·Áø ¸øÇß¾î, ³ ÃѾËÀ» ²¨³»°í, ¹Ì¼ÒÁö¾úÁö Now I'm bout to set the record straight, with my AK ÀÌÁ¦ ¸ðµÎ´Ù ¿ø»óÅ·Πµ¹·Á³õ°Ú¾î, ³» AK ±â°üÃÑÀ¸·Î I'm still the thug you love to hate ³ ¾ÆÁ÷µµ ´Ï°¡ ½È¾îÇϱâ ÁÁ¾ÆÇÏ´Â ³à¼®ÀÌ¾ß Motherfucker, I hit em up °³ÀÚ½Äµé¾Æ, ³»°¡ ÃĿ÷Á Verse Four: I'm from N-E-W Jerz, where plenty murders occur ³ N-E-W ÀúÁö¿¡¼ ¿Ô¾î, »ìÀÎÀÌ ¸¹ÀÌ ÀϾ´Â °÷ No points to be calmer, we bringin drama to all you herbs ÁøÁ¤ÇÒ ÀÌÀ¯°¡ ¾øÁö, ³Ê³× ¸ðµÎ¿¡°Ô µå¶ó¸¶¸¦ º¸¿©ÁÖ°Ú¾î Knuckle check the scenario, Little Cease ÁÖ¸ÔÀ¸·Î ¾à°£ ÃÄ´ë, Little Cease I bring you fake G's to your knees ³Ê¿¡°Ô °¡Â¥ °»½ºÅ͸¦ µ¥·Á¿Í ¹«¸À» ²Ý°ÔÇØ Coppin pleas cuz this ain't your area ¾Ö¿øÇصµ »ó°ü¾ø¾î ¿©±ä ´Ï ±¸¿ªÀÌ ¾Æ³Ä Lil Kim, is you coked up, or doped up? Lil Kim, ÄÚÄ«ÀÎÀ» ÇѰžß, ¾Æ´Ô ¸¶¸®È³ª¾ß? Get ya lil Junior Whopper click smoked up, what the fuck Junior Whopper³ª µ¥¸®°í °°ÀÌ ÇÇÁö ±×·¡, ÀÌ·± Á¨Àå *Junior Mafia¸¦ Whopper(Çãdz)À̶õ ´Ü¾î·Î ÆÐ·¯µð is you STUPID?!?! I take money, crash and mash through Brooklyn ´Ï ¹Ùº¸ ¾Æ³Ä?!?! ³ µ·À» ¹ú°í, À̸®Àú¸® ºÎ´ÚÄ¡¸é¼ Brooklyn±îÁö ¿À°í with my click lootin, shootin and pollutin ya block ¶Ç ÈÉÄ¡°í, ÃÑÀ» ½î°í, ³ÊÀÇ °Å¸®¸¦ ¿À¿°½ÃÄÑ with 15 shots cock glock to your knot ±ÇÃÑÀ¸·Î ³Ê¿¡°Ô 15¹ß Á¤µµ¸¦ ½îÁö Outlaw mafia click movin up another notch ¹«¹ýÀÚ ¸¶ÇǾƵéÀº ´õ ³ôÀº ´Ü°è¿¡ ¿À¸£Áö And you bast stops squaws get mopped and dropped ±×¸®°í ´Ï »ç±âÄ¡´Â ³à¼®µé ¸ðµÎ´Ù Á×À̰í All your fake-ass east coast props brainstormed and locked °¡Â¥ À̽ºÆ®ÄÚ½ºÆ® ³à¼®µé ¸Ó¸®¸¦ ÈÖÁ£°í ¾îµò°¡¿¡´Ù °¡µÖÁÖ°Ú¾î Verse Four: Youse a, beat biter, a Pac style taker ³Í, ºñÆ®¿¡ ¸ÛûÀÌ, Pac ½ºÅ¸ÀÏ º£³¤ ³ð I'll tell you to ya face you aint shit but a faker ³× ¾ó±¼¿¡ ´ë°í ¹Ù·Î ¸»ÇØÁÙ°Ô ³Í ±×Àú °¡Â¥ÀÏ»Ó Softer than Alize with a chaser Alizeº¸´Ùµµ ´õ ¼øÇÑ ³à¼® Bout to get murdered for the paper µ· ¶§¹®¿¡ ÀÌÁ¦ »ìÀδçÇÒ °É Idi Amin approach the scene Idi Amin ÇöÀå¿¡ Á¢±ÙÇϰí Write a caper, like a loc, with little ceaser in a choke hold ¹üÁË ´º½º¸¦ ¾²Áö, Little CeaserÀÇ ¸ñÀ» Á¶¸£¸é¼ Totin smoke, we aint no muthafuckin joke ¿ì¸° Àý´ë ºô¾î¸ÔÀ» À峰Ÿ® µûÀ§°¡ ¾Æ³Ä Thug Life, niggaz betta be knowin, we approchin Thug Life, ³Ê³×µé ¾Ë¾ÆµÎ´Â °Ô ÁÁ¾Æ, ¿ì¸° ³Ê¿¡°Ô in the wide open, guns smokin °ø½ÄÀûÀ¸·Î ´Ù°¡°¡, Ãѱ¸¿¡¼ ¿¬±â°¡ ³ª no need for hopin its a battle lost, I got across ±âµµÇصµ ¼Ò¿ë¾ø¾î, ¹ú½á Áø ½Î¿ò, ³Ê¿¡°Ô °¡ Soon as the funk was poppin off ³Ê³×µéÀÌ Àå³Ä¥ ¶§ºÎÅÍ ¸»¾ß Nigga I hit em up À̺Á ³»°¡ ´Ù ÃĿ÷Á Outro: Tupac Now you tell me who won ÀÚ ÀÌÁ¦ ´©°¡ À̰å´ÂÁö ¸»ÇغÁ I see them, they run ±×µéÀÌ º¸¿©, ´Þ¸®°í ÀÖ¾î They don't wanna see us ¿ì¸®°¡ º¸±â ½ÈÀº °ÅÁö Whole Junior M.A.F.I.A. click dressin up tryin ta be us ¸ðµç Junior M.A.F.I.A´Â ¿ÊÀ» ÀÔ°í ¿ì¸®°¡ µÇ·Á°í ÇØ How the fuck they gonna be the mob when we always on our job ¿ì¸®°¡ ¾ðÁ¦³ª ÀÌ·¸°Ô Çϰí Àִµ¥, ¾î¶»°Ô ÃÖ°í°¡ µÉ ¼ö ÀÖ°Ú¾î We millionaires, killin ain't fair but somebody gotta do it ¿ì¸° ¹é¸¸ÀåÀÚ, »ìÀÎÀº ÁÁÁö ¾ÊÁö¸¸, ´©±º°¡´Â ÇØ¾ßÁö Oh yeah, Mobb Deep, you wanna fuck with us? ¿À ¿¹, Mobb Deep, ³Ê ³¯ °¡Áö°í ³î·Á°í? You little young ass motherfuckers ÀÌ ²¿¸¶ ¸ÛûÀÌ °³Àڽĵé Don't one of you niggaz got sickle cell or somethin? ³Ê³×µé Áß Çϳª°¡ Ȥ½Ã °â»óÀûÇ÷±¸ °É¸®°Å³ª ÇÏÁö ¾Ê¾Ò¾î? You fuckin with me nigga you fuck around ³Ê ³¯ °¡Áö°í ³îÁö, ³Í ¿³°°Àº Áþ¸¸ ÇÏÁö and have a seizure or a heart-attack ±×·¯´Ù ¹ßÀÛÇϰųª ½ÉÀ帶ºñ¿¡ °É¸®Áö You better back the fuck up, fore you get smacked the fuck up ³Ê³×µé Á¤½Å »¡¸® Â÷·Á, ¾È ±×·¯¸é ±×´ë·Î ÇÑ ¹æ ¸Ô¿©ÁÖ°Ú¾î That's how we do it on our side ±×°Ô ÀÌÂÊ¿¡¼ ¿ì¸®°¡ ÇÏ´Â ¹æ½ÄÀÌ¾ß Any of you niggaz from New York that wanna bring it bring it New York¿¡¼ ¿Â ³à¼®µé Áß¿¡¼ ÇÑ ¹ø ÇØº¸°í ½ÍÀº »ç¶÷ ÀÖ¾î, ÀÖ¾î? But we ain't singin, we bringin drama ÇÏÁö¸¸ ¿ì¸° ³ë·¡ÇÏÁö ¾Ê¾Æ, µå¶ó¸¶¸¦ °¡Á®¿Í Fuck you and your motherfuckin mama ³Ê¶û ³ÊÀÇ ¾ö¸¶ ¸ðµÎ´Ù ¿³¸Ô¾î We gonna kill all you motherfuckers ³Ê³×µé ¸ðµÎ´Ù Á׿©¹ö¸®°Ú¾î Now when I came out I told you it was just about Biggie ¸ÇóÀ½¿£ ±×³É Biggie¿¡ ´ëÇÑ ³ë·¡¶ó°í ¸»Çߴµ¥ Then everybody had to open their mouth with a motherfuckin opinion ¸ðµÎ°¡ ÀÔÀ» ¿°í¼ ±× ºô¾î¸ÔÀ» ÀǰߵéÀ» ³»³õÁö ¹¹¾ß Well this how we gonna do this ±×·¡¼ ¿ì¸° ÀÌ·¸°Ô Çϱâ·Î Çß¾î Fuck Mobb Deep Fuck Biggie Fuck Bad Boy as a staff record label Mobb Deep ¿³¸Ô¾î Biggie ¿³¸Ô¾î ½ºÅÂÇÁ ·¹À̺í·Î½á, Å©·ç·Î½á and as a motherfuckin crew Bad Boy ´Ù ¿³¸Ô¾î And if you wanna be down with Bad Boy Ȥ½Ã Bad Boy¸¦ ÁÁ¾ÆÇÑ´Ù¸é Then fuck you too ³Êµµ ¿³¸Ô¾î Chino XL, fuck you too All you motherfuckers, fuck you too Chino XL ³Êµµ ¿³¸Ô¾î ³Ê³× ¸ðµÎ´Ù ¿³¸Ô¾î (take money) (take money) (µ· ³»³ö) (µ· ³»³ö) Alla y'all motherfuckers, fuck you die slow motherfucker ¾È³ç °³ÀÚ½Äµé¾Æ, ¿³¸Ô¾î¶ó ´À¸®°Ô Á×¾î¶ó My fo'-fo' make sure all y'all kids don't grow ³» ÃÑÁú·Î ³Ê³× ¾ÆÀ̵éÀÌ ÀÚ¶óÁöµµ ¸øÇϰھî You motherfuckers can't be us or see us ³Ê³×µéÀº ³»°¡ µÉ¼öµµ ³ª¸¦ º¼¼öµµ ¾ø¾î We the motherfuckin Thug Life ridahs West side till we die! ¿ì¸®°¡ ¹Ù·Î Thug Life¾ß, Á×À» ¶§±îÁö ¿þ½ºÆ® »çÀ̵å Out here in California we warn ya we'll bomb on you motherfuckers ¿©±â ͏®Æ÷´Ï¾Æ¿¡¼ °æ°íÇß¾úÁö ÆøÅºÀ» ¶³¾î¶ß¸®°Ú¾î We do our job You think you mob, nigga we the motherfuckin mob ¿ì¸° ¿ì¸®ÀÇ ÀÏÀ» ÇØ, ´Ï°¡ ÃÖ°í¶ó°í »ý°¢Çϳª, ¹Ù·Î ¿ì¸®°¡ ÃÖ°í¾ß Ain't nuttin but killers and the real niggaz ¿ì¸® ¸ðµÎ°¡ ų·¯ ±×¸®°í ÁøÂ¥ nigga¾ß All you motherfuckers feel us ³Ê³× ¸ðµÎµé ¿ì¸± ´À²¸ºÁ Our shit's going triple and four-quadruple (take money) ÀÌ ³ë·¡´Â 3¹è·Î, 4¹è·Î 4¹ø ´õ Ä¿Á® (µ· ³»³ö) You niggaz blast as our staff got guns at they ¿ì¸® Ä£±¸µéÀÌ ³Ê¿¡°Ô ÃÑÀ» °Ü´©´Â µ¿½Ã¿¡ ¸ðµÎ Æø¹ßÇØ motherfuckers back, you know how it is °³ÀڽĵéÀÌ µ¹¾Æ¿Í, ¾î¶»°Ô °¡´ÂÁö ¾ËÁö When we drop records they feel it ¿ì¸®°¡ ³ë·¡¸¦ ÇÏ¸é ±×µéÀº ´À³¢Áö You niggaz can't feel it ³Ê³×µéÀº ´À³¢Áö ¸øÇØ We the realest, FUCK EM, we Bad Boy killin *echoes* ¿ì¸®°¡ ¹Ù·Î ÁøÂ¥, ´Ù ¿³¸Ô¾î, ¿ì¸° Bad Boy¸¦ Á׿© *ÁøÂ¥ ±æ´Ù--; |
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