Traduzione: George. Talk To Me.
Traduzione: Jones, George. Talk To Me Lonesome Heart.
Traduzione: Jones, George. Talk To Me.
Traduzione: Nozuka, George. Talk To Me.
Traduzione: Nozuka, George. Talk To Me (Remix).
Traduzione: Colonne sonore (altre tracce) colonna sonora. Talk To Me Lonesome Cuore [George Jones].
Traduzione: 61 * colonna sonora. George Jones - Talk To Me Lonesome Cuore.
couple of buddies I knew She told me in a few short words Just a what she wanted me to do She said "Oh won't you come home and talk to a stranger. Cause
Encore un matin de plus Le reve m'envahi Comme un ange dechu Je n'ai ni recoin ni abri Elle est lumiere Une caresse ephemere Les yeux a peine ouverts
spittin no conversation Look here, ain't no rapper feelin conversate for me And take it away from catitalles compersatin me Only my true dogs call me E A Ski punk So when you acknowledge me
showing charisma Yeah I be shooting for Georgia Tech, like my name was Eddie Elisma Doing this thing these boys can't mess with me, these boys can't test me
agg'd That day, the dead were more alive than me You bring me down crying, don't come trying to cry to me Can't nobody feel me, unless they been down
Boots No Gucci Yayo Introduced Me Fifth Scooped Me Da Floor Couped Me Now U Gotta Shoot Me [50 Talkin:] I Bees Da Boss Of Dis Shit Rite Here I Said Da
coat rack Those that plot on me, nine times outta ten the nine is on me Feds search the God, but nothin' they find on me When I rap don't wait to clap
ever had is with your own metabolism Making them mixtapes, mainstream coverband Wannabe G-Unit but sold like 3 units? Damn! Baby Huey talks like he had a stroke I remember when he told me
you retreat [Hook x2] [Apathy talking] Awright awright hold up hold up settle down Listen up you motherfuckers This the last time you gon' hear me
NIGGA! me being able to say what I really wanna yeah you ain't gonna shoot, shoot then shoot me, don't shoot them shoot you talk shit like your mouth
hands were tinkling On my little Georgie Sand Come on and danse with me George The pants you're wearing mama And the cigar in your hand Sorta put me