my pocket This G ?? Ooooh na na na na na na Nobody's Home Nobody's Home [X4] Nobody's Home (Nobody's home) (xx) Baby Boy, Do or Die, Johnny P, Nobody's Home
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Traduzione: Do Or Die. Nessuno Home.
:] i know can't nobody do it like you do it can't nobody do it like you you know how i do .. malibu take you to .. massage zone .. or we can hit the
niggaz over here, don't get down for theirs I need some man time, who got the fuckin' jack in here Where, ever I leave, my head's my home And if possible
100% G Who's puttin' it down on Miami's behalf Home of the nickel (?) and the raw half Everywhere we go, the impression's felt The real is stamped on
not in love And I just with nobody(s?) trust She left her friends in high school She's thinking "why do I like you? If I just make-do with a nice dude
visual, that you can kiss each and every trick or bi**h, inside the s**t I kick My heaviest verse'll move a mountain Casualties in ma*s amounts, brothers
s Nightmare Above the Law America's Nightmare Paris America's Nightmare Public Enemy America's Nightmare Krs-One America's Nightmare Mutulu Shakur America's Nightmare Geronimo Pratt America's
gauge to the brain Arguements with my Boo is true I spend mo' time with my niggaz than I do with you But everywhere it's the same thang, that's the game
longer lonely Cause now it's on for you and me, all I can see A happy home, that's my fantasy But my reality is problems with your man and me What can I do
I'm shot up or locked up in a fuckin' cage. Lord help me, guide me, save me! Cause that's the way that Daddy raised me crazy. Do or die. Nigga pull the
Pac] Well guess who's movin up, this nigga's ballin now Bitches be callin to get it, hookers keep fallin down He went from nuttin to lots, ten carots to rock Went from a nobody
nigga started? Tupac, rather Makaveli was not available for comment but released this statement: [Makaveli] It's not about East or West It's about niggaz
the Fat Burger Look through the paper it's another black crack murder The city's full of surprises, you can live or you can die You can fuck on the first night, or
off of crack sales, young black males Unable to change cause it's a cycle Plus nobody knows.. the evil that they might do Lil' Moo, Big Yak, K. Kastro