the coffee I don't like what caffeine does to me God's got a pull, I've felt first hand I've gotta stop believing my coffee can Pull that bucket over
Traduzione: Guardian. Il caffè può.
Look at the money, we can make brah Holla, if you need that weight brah [Godfather] I had to switch the game, playas ain't on my level I can make a nigga
a collard shirt And hair clean cut sculpted I'll iron out the flaws Come meet your new in-laws Oh here's the awkward pause When I look at you, I've caught myself off-guard
the road And the miles that come between us The little rains that come to clean us The guardian angels who have seen us Thank God for the road No matter what it takes to drive it Life and death can
had to guard her bag -if you come home with me i work all you need cos i've got a myspace and i don't mind we can walk at your pace if you wanna stay
to guard her bag -if you come home with me i work all you need cos i've got a myspace and i don't mind we can walk at your pace if you wanna stay the
let my guard down and carried my heart so far away And in a letter sent, that I don't want to be here any more then them I'm sipping on coffee gone stale
Who's going to make me laugh now that you're gone? Looks like I've done it again Put my trust in a man Laid my guard down next to him But I can breathe
we be haulin, got chickens up the highway from New Orleans An y'all foo's can't stop the real deal, an when you see the Tank fool you better guard yo
be haulin, got chickens up the highway from New Orleans An y'all foo's can't stop the real deal, an when you see the Tank fool you better guard yo'
first to last place. So I'm makin out another commissary list, Stamped envelopes, soups, oatmeal and tuna fish. Soda, candy, cool offs, coffee is as close to codeine as I can
the castle where my niggas be, triggers be Blowin' they backs out, they felt the misery And the decision be, spill coffee Who's on the beats I can't
reach I'm takin' your ass in a rented van to Venice Beach In a cardboard box Beatin' down your knees with a bag of Master locks Police can't hear you
She likes chocolate in the morning She drinks her coffee late at night You can sense that she is guarded But that's alright She'll fall asleep while
drinking coffee? What's this paper and pen? My nerves are ripped to shreds, the phone rings on the floor But I can't pick it up, I can't take any more
we be haulin' Got chickens up the highway from New Orleans An y'all foo's can't stop the real deal An when you see the tank, fool you better guard yo