you cry, I see you cry She cried, emptiness brings you back To your home, all alone, to your home I'd do anything just for you Just for you, standing
Traduzione: Bang Tango. Just For You.
. to my niggaz, but I'm dissing all the fonies I'ma ride for you Screw, I'ma ride for you Pat I'ma ride for you Gator, lay them niggaz on they back Lay
w/ Suga Bang Bang ad-libbing] This is the illest shit I ever wrote (respect & loyalty) Knowhatimean let's go I remember youknowhatimean we used to be up all night Me Islord RZA you
cause you know who's All you shorties - all you shorties Yeah, drop 'em, drop 'em [Al' Tariq] The bottom line - Tariq got plenty for the masses and many Be bangin 'em all, that's just
m probably gonna blow it You'll find me in the Acura, drivin' it like I stole it Y'all wanna beef, like you got a trick up ya sleeve? Fuck spittin', you would need my permission just
I could fly away I'll grind you and your weak crew into beef stew Serve you with seafood You can't glide by vision cuz you're see-through [Spawn] You
'you know, complete total stranger, I watched you when you walked by I like a nice bottom And fellas that's got 'em And you qualify Complete total stranger
day that you die (that you die) [Chorus] [Break - Bun B] I get down for mine (for mine) I get down for mine (for mine) I get down for mine (for mine
you a little of what you asking for Oh what you asking for So what you asking for Just give it to me raw So what you asking for Just give it to me raw
they go Keep talking rip you apart, Like you was Legos I tangle for the cash my flash is something furious Yea-Yo is the path, I get cash for rapping
I'm a off the meat rack nigga, seat back nigga You know my dog, too, he a heat pack nigga Heat clap nigga, Wu-Tang Clan get the street back nigga We
all, I Had A Mirror In My Pocket, And I Practiced Looking Hard [Chorus:] Before You Try And Blame Me, Take A Look At How Hip Hop Raised Me, If You Think
counted tonight (Stand up, yeah) Brothers and sisters, if you know you've got your thing together (Put your muthafuckin' hand in the air) I want you to
of Shaolin Wu-Tang Killa Bees [Blue Raspberry:] Wu-Tang, we done it again Wu-Tang, Cilvaringz and Killa Sin They ain't ready for this, nah, ain't ready
Get us a round of Remy, we gon' down it [Cilvaringz:] Yo, it's that Wu-Tang Clan Killa Bee gang bang shit Click bang bang hit, move fantastic Pull a
to my niggaz, but I'm dissing all the fonies I'ma ride for you Screw, I'ma ride for you Pat I'ma ride for you Gator, lay them niggaz on they back Lay
