conosciamo ancora ma che aspettavamo gia' dove ci portera' di quale sete ci disseteremo e quale luce ci raggiungera' al mattino di quale volo le nostre ali
Traduzione: Sotto, Ali. Tigidong.
(feat. Will-Lean, D-Gotti) Yeah that's right, Houston Texas.. [Hook] Nextel phones, and twinkie inches of chrome Million dollar homes, and players'
(feat. Lil' Keke, Big Pokey, Mike D) [talking] God damn it let's do it E, what ha-ha The motherfucking young Don, H-A-W-K Day one niggaz, ain't that
(feat. Big Moe, Kedra Brown) [Hook x4: Big Moe & (Kendra)] H-A-W-K, (H-A-W-K) [H.A.W.K.:] Hardcore carnivoure, the man you can't ignore Certified platinum
(feat. Shonda "Skyy") [Hook: Shonda "Skyy"] Haters love, when you're down All them haters love, when you're down Haters make the world, go round All
(feat. C-Note, E.S.G., Lil' Keke) [E.S.G.:] Here comes the Wreckshop bomb, that Big H.A.W.K. didn't refuse Coming down on a song, I couldn't refuse
(feat. Lil' O, D-Gotti) [Hook] Million dollar block Spot is hot, but we gon mash to the top These FED's gon watch The cash don't spot, million dollar
(feat. Dead End B.G.) [Verse 1:] Clientele increasing swiftly, from a G to a ki Living millionaires dream, that my eyes can see Dead End we leave you
(feat. Big Pokey, Big Moe, Mike, Breeze) [Big Moe & Mike singing] [H.A.W.K.] One puff two puffs, I'm hooked like handcuffs A thrush and a head rush
(feat. Lil' O, Carleone "Mike D", Chris Ward) [Chorus x2] [Lil' O (H.A.W.K)] Hey nigga that's me (that's me) I stay underground so I can shine and stack
(feat. 3-2, Big Pokey, Clay-Doe) [Hook: Big Pokey] Cheddar, cheddar Makes things better, (get your paper mayn) Cheddar, cheddar Makes things better, (
(feat. Big Pokey, Chris Ward, Lil' Flip, Mike D) [Hook x2:] Now all my playas, throw your roley's in the air All my hoes, go on shake your darrier (
(feat. Robbie Smith, Ronnie Spencer, Skyy) [Ronnie Spencer singing] [Hook x2: Skyy] You're the sun, you're the rain You're the wind, beneath my wings
(feat. Chris Ward, Godfather) [Godfather:] When the guns clack-clack, it ain't love Fat Pat Where them boys from the ghetto, put the South on the map
(feat. 3-2, Big Steve) [talking:] Yes, and at this time I would like to give a big I mean a very very big round of, fuck you To you hoe ass niggaz,
I mean this, I'm not sure if you could say the same. Week after week after week Idolatry is wasted reverence, idolatry is the yellow on your teeth. Gasp
Frisch rasiert und gekammt und ein weisses Hemd. Du stehst traurig vor dem Altar und du sagst fur immer: Ja! Doch du mochtest sehr gerne fort, weit weg
