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Traduzione: Guess Who. Hang On To Your Life.
will - 'cause you got skills of bein' real When you get legal, I wanna be your man - and put 25 carrots on your hand And my niggaz agree, that you could be, (Who
did Wannabe suckers wanna test, I'm tellin you, yes The teflon's bout to rip through your fuckin vest Guess who? I'll make a mess of your crew quick
rights and uppercuts I don't give a fuck Throw your guns down, let's have fun now Throw Your Hands Up, that's right nigga We goin ol' school on these
stop for awhile you will find me standing there (Don't you trust me?) Over here at the side of your life (Not that I don't trust you) You spend all your
Spit, and let my fo-fo rip, so bitch don't slip Don't make me put a lump on your lip A dip in your hip, I'm snatchin' your shit I want it all so give
this" Took a human frame, Jesus was His human name Doomed to hang on a cross casue we're His lost love Resurrected just to get with you, if you get your
uhh) Lookin for another, so you can pucker up your lips, and kiss him on the thang thang Whip it on him real good, and it's the same game So who you
my whole body shivers (I can feel) Now I can see how another life (Another life) Could the power to take over mine (Cuz your my) [Chorus: Ashanti]
on you, like chicks in a... I know it sounds fucked up, but that's how life goes Never know in who to trust but this what life blows So just take it
me on the dance floor shake it baby lets get down I wanna see your body move for me I wanna see your body shake for me [repeat 1nce] [Added limbs] If your
my shoes Cash rules new crews who made the news We all for paper I guess greed is just a second nature Indeed shots an ?hebock? on weed to escalate
wanna die [Bad Azz] Who me? I mean death before dishoner Find what corner they hang on so we can roll up on 'em Jump out on 'em, click, pull the pump
to big for this building And pardon me if I'm a cocky prick But you cocks are slick Poppin shit on how you flipped your life around Crock of shit Who
think you're helping me out with that sh-t That sh-t stressin' me out Nickel nine is blowin' up Christmas time, you should hang my album on top of your
t fall Just groove, soothe it, shmooth it Ahhh, shit and I won't quit Keep on, and on and on Filling up the gap from eve to dawn Gotta be the Sheep Under your nose, above your
the zone Boom, you're through cause I'm serious I make your life end And before you know your life's been at You started this shit Made your own rule
