I need a long walk, with someone who knows what to do I need a long talk, I need a helping hand to pull me through I need a tall drink, with somebody
I need a long walk With someone who knows what to do I need a long talk I need a helping hand to pull me through I need a tall drink With somebody who
Traduzione: Bad Company. Scarpinata.
record company done hired Chino XL to come and repossess they deal back So now I put the fly in your eye like an Ethiopian starving Life the game that you will no longer
when I spit, it's like smacking you with long hands You can't bury me with jealousy I got soul, watch me move the crowd, check my melody Mysery loves company
I meet you for coffee We get together periodically I got a bad case I can't shake off of me The fevered walking round wondering how it ought to be You
I put hit after hit out My A&R man tries to sham, he'll get his heart bit out The company must have been constipated.. ..cause it took em a long time
(feat. 50 Cent) [50 Cent:] G Unit If it wasn't for bad luck I wouldn't have luck If it wasn't for doing bad I wouldn't know about doing good It ain'
I know Jigga, Jay-Z, y'know a good tune No-no-no, come over to my house right now I'll show you his number, no Don't walk, don't walk away, come on! I
I want the world to see.. [S] I'm a gangsta gangsta Gangsta niggaz do your dance (C-Walk, C-Walk homey, yeah) Gangsta bitches wave yo' hands [Bad Azz
to hold you down Misery loves company, but I ain't stickin around See, I've found that in this world if you really wanna last You gotta place new trails and never walk
ass homeboys won't get none from me [Z-RO:] I don't need know help my nigga I can do bad on my own And I don't need no company lil momma Even tho I know
I was born in sewage, born to make bomb music Flow tight like I was born Jewish Used the streets as a conduit, I kept arms 38 longs inside my mom's Buick
nigga, it's time to promote the new LP (what) So we packed our bags and hit the road for two weeks Nigga, here comes bad company But when we got back
same Desert Eagle, dog When birds fly out of my hands And to my people, dog, ya understand? The white-man can't fuck with me I, Hoo-Bangang in the streets, Hoo, my company
He stays on the shells and denims Beyond his wildest fantasies never really thought he'd be drilling 'em But ah, bs119 and wore black tvs and a long purple
want the world to see.. [S] I'm a gangsta gangsta Gangsta niggaz do your dance (C-Walk, C-Walk homey, yeah) Gangsta bitches wave yo' hands [Bad
