Montego bay. I met a lady please let me stay. Here in your warm brown arms Till I melt away. Be my day honey be my night. If I drift away honey be my
Traduzione: Gatti. Be My Day.
my name My fame bigger than my bank, I'm throwing heavy change You can find me at the shooting range perfecting and practicing my aim Me and my young life, knuckleheads, Thunder Cats
mission about my mail, petulant, chicken, Burney's and 12's Rob a nigga if I have to, if all else fails But that ain't really my get-down plus I'm the
ya, getch ya, getch ya One day maybe next week, I'm gonna find ya I'm gonna getch ya, getch ya unngghh [Verse 2: Black Rob] Cowardest cats, names don
scene I'm expectin my cream Stand by and I'm reppin for Queens (that's right) My destination is, detonation (say what?) If one verse-out, my mouth could
, big pants, Might guard him with my man's a type barber Better learn quick, cause my clique don't argue You ain't my crew, then who are you For we
And them six figgas with bitches, I done had that moment I get my crush on my rush on, I love this game Make your mouth taste like shit, when you mention my
shake your derriere, for this Southside playa Beware, of the lyric content Cause shit is my scent, and it's highly evident These cats got me bent, they must be
day if there is such a thing anyway, My cats look bored, They're hunting down flies on the kitchen floor, The neighborhood isn't my favourite place any more Maybe if I cut my
to the city we call Doomsday. When niggaz is just fried chicken like Tuesday Oh you from the hood huh, who say? My Nigerian niggaz would call you Pussy My
Snoop you up And tap that booty up [Nate Dogg] Taking a ride on the East Side Made a right on MLK What a beautiful day, what a day, what a day Ridin'
broke nigga Finger on the trigger Lord forgive me if I smoke niggaz I love my females strapped, no fuckin from the back I get my currency in stacks, California
friends I need a homie that know me when all these muthafuckin' cops be on me I got problems ain't nobody calling back now what the fuck is happenin' with my ballin' cats
it through the storm My words to my first born, feel me .. My words to my first born .. My words to my first born [2Pac] Since my very first day on
going to the o-old me Since I'm freed from deeds how I'm posed to be Man I'm staying close and praying that He m-molds me I'm running from my sin 'cause
to be killed Man, we couldn't keep the standard cuz perfection His will He is coming back for all of the cats That allowed Christ to be they ransom and
guys always, flashing your cars what [Hook x2] Grinding ain't on my mind, while shining is on my mind Shining ain't on my mind, while grinding is on my
