hold again I'm here for you Just when you hope you've got what it takes to survive You feel like you need someone else's advice You wait for the day
Traduzione: E-17. Io sono qui per te.
A time of tension, racially fenced in I came off (and all the brothers blessed him) I left more than a mark, I left a dent Cause I'm a product, of the
down I done came down I done I done I done I done I done came down I done came down I done came down I done I done I done I done I done came down Niggas
I'm bout to get my shine on Now I'm in Club Whispers wit a $10,000 bar tap Bitches think I'm jokin, stupid ??? in my lap I'm bout to drink some Domm P
17-shot for protection Life ain't no joke Too many niggas I know was takin' shit for granted and that's foul Nigga if you see a fool, pick a fool right
Wish:] I Done Had A Mil Took A Mil Blew A Mil Still In The Streets That's How I Live I Live I T Don't Mean A Damn Thing Still Got A Little Change Believe
Why We Kickin In Yo Back Doe [Verse 2: Juicy "J"] Everytime you see a playa, I'm livin nice I'm ridin' big boys and cars, just check da price they call
is for apple, K is for killin I'm killin - 47 million civilians So if you wanna jump your ass in, come on - I'm buckin and blastin' The L to the E to
Ima good looking rapper I aint tryna front Ima good lookin rapper I aint tryna front Hoe Ima good looking rapper I aint lyin to you Ima good lookin rapper I aint lying to you
s up? Cause I'm the baddest, I feel, gettin ill for real With a Forty of O.E., yo, you know the deal I'm just chillin with a Forty in hand I'm so damn
here comes the glory And this is the way I'm gonna end this story I was only 19 Lookin' for a dream From what I put out I never got a fuckin' thing This
i'm right back up in ya when ya nut 1-2-3 nut, from the D-R-E but this is for the hoes that i used to know when i didn't have my '64 and a lot of doe
of business mate?" It depends on how much you wanna spend and how much profit I'm gon' make What's the crazy? Sellin half a kezy, right now they go for eight But you
right here (maan), huh that's muddy baby Southside What's up Pat, (know I'm saying) ha 2000 and 3 We still in here I see you Screw, peep this [E.S.G.]
of razor blades I had different thoughts, I'm trying to get paid In church every sunday, praying for some hope Asking God, that I don't grow up broke Now I'm
and my fist I don't miss It's the E to the S to the H-A-M And I heard you tellin somebody you was hatin him But the simple fact is you can't relate to