, we all need somebody to lean on. I just might have a problem that you'll understand, we all need some body to lean on. [Chorus] You just call on your
Traduzione: Green, Al. Lean On Me.
and bust heat to eat My love for change, got me stuck in the game Got me goin insane, who the fuck can I blame? No you but me, not him but I Is the one
on my tires bumping a cut by Al Green Stoped at my homey South Central Hydraulics Kicked it for a while with a bunch of alcoholics Drinking that Corona, always working on
Would you bring B-I-G or Martin Luther King back? It's all about love and happiness, word to Al Green I mean that as i lean back in a clean 'Lac Thinking
his stomach [50 Cent:] Nigga it's Boo-Boo But you can call me 50 Fuck with me the police will have to get me 760 I-I ride I'm a rider Molsotov, I toss
fiend for Jay-Z to appear on the scene In the meanwhile, here's somethin dope for y'all to lean Liason for days on in Money make the world go around
They see me hoes acting like they seen a king With that mean lean smoking on the finest Cali green My wood grain oak I'm riding on vogues My cylinder
backseat You know I got that gangsta lean Ho's they all adore me, I stop and they all swarm me To check out all my fly gold rings They treat me like
your hands up on the wall, poke it out Yeah poke it out like they doin Black Tail Show me how you poke it out baby Alright, lean it over, let the thong
see me, hoes actin like they seen a king With that mean lean, smokin on that finest Cali green My woodgrain oak, I'm ridin on Vogues My cylinder quiet
got me runnin over curbs And writing these raps full of misspelled words I curse on my verse snatch yo bitch like a purse Cause she like the twinkies that I slapped on
the chedda and go, I repo green Flame spitter, with a deep ol' lean Got bitches like - "He's so clean!" Young Scipio ill, plus got a leth-al team So tell me
jane. I'll admit imma a fiend 4 nuthin but codiene and killa green wit a 24 hour high and lean cuz im always smokkin on da scene. Everybody wanna out me
bust heat to eat My love for change, got me stuck in the game Got me going insane, who the fuck can I blame? No you but me, not him but I Is the one
They see me, hoes actin' like they seen a king With that mean lean, smokin' on that finest Cali green My woodgrain oak, I'm ridin' on Vogues My cylinder
cocaine straight from the south Runnin for your very life Slang Al Green and Barry White Chorus [Verse 3: SPM] Lookin leaned out up in my whip Smokin that drip, drop, drip Wishin up on
