doin to me Tell me What you're doin to me baby tell me what you're doin to me What are you doin to me Tell me What you're doin to me baby tell me what
re doin' to me What are you doin' to me? Tell me (What you're doin' to me, baby tell me, what you're doin' to me) What are you doin' to me? Tell me (
Traduzione: Faces Changing. Doin To Me.
the West Coast props when it hit your block Makin' your spot, hot, still the coldest like the Face Mob Rappin' ain't doin' shit for you nigga, don't quit
doe took me A circle plan design by devious minds to worship custom vans TV's with fuckin plans keepin them chicken cluckin him See me I'm buckin men,
people change you sold om everything you said. Played yourself out right your wrong. Were we belong doin what's in our hearts. Backfire right in your face
Sleep, Dear God, What I'm Askin Remember This Face, Save Me A Place, In Thug's Mansion [Chorus:] I Reminisce On Tha Fast Times Can't Explain, Just What Attracts Me
take me alive I'm doin' years But still no fear Cause I don't think they can catch me This 350 Will put the bitches right in back of me They won't jack
these county blues Gettin battered and bruised by the you know who And these fakes get to shakin when they face me Snakes ain't got enough nuts to replace me
Roll me a cigarette dog! They got me feelin crazier than a motha fucka. I got bad ass in this motha fucka. Puffin on lye. Hopin that it gets me high
what's next [Chorus x2:] Hard livin' got me goin' insane But I'm addicted to the hustle I'm trapped in the game Whatz next I'm goin' crazy Tell me tell me
music?s jumpin' it starts to change ya I?m mesmerized by the way you move Keep doin' the things you do Bad looks good on you Underneath your angel face
hates me Shady didnt invite me but a star is what he made me Ill blow your fucking mind out if I told you what he paid me He gave me all the pills he
't shit change me (tell 'em Rock) St. Ide's and gunplay and death don't face me So save all that Ho shit cause Ho shit bores me Peace to them down-ass
so I can pack the kitty-cat? Oh, now you wanna play the switcheroo? Well call me back when you gon' let me hit the coochy-coo Just because I play the
mine And I thought it would change, and when I got older They just got colder, and gave me the cold shoulder But now them hoes wanna skeeze me Just because they see my face