Runnin' Up on Ya Runnin up on ya The House of Pain...runnin' up on ya(2x) Give me some elbow room Spark the boom Then pass it I'll drop ya like acid
Runnin' up on ya Runnin' up on ya Runnin' up on ya The House Of Pain Runnin' up on ya The House Of Pain Runnin' up on ya Give me some elbow room, spark
Traduzione: House Of Pain. Runnin 'Up On Ya.
: Runnin' Up on Ya Runnin up on ya The House of Pain...runnin' up on ya(2x) Give me some elbow room Spark the boom Then pass it I'll drop ya like acid
the jail cell. (One time for my niggas locked up.) One time for my niggas doin life in hell. One time for my niggas on Death Row. (For my niggas on Death
to back Throwin dogs on them suckers runnin up on this young hog I hope my words can paint a perfect picture And let ya know how much a nigga miss ya
you die Westside outlawz when we ride, get me high They fucked up when the rob me Put another contract on Mobb Deep [Hussein Fatal] I focus my locus thought on
you for this one [Chorus: 50 Cent] I been patiently waiting for a track to explode on (Yeah!) You can stunt if you want and ya ass'll get rolled on (
Mmmmmm Said I got the blues Said I got the blues Memphis City Blues [Verse 1] Light up the green Watch me light up the room Watch me light up the mic
the house i can get u outside ima looad da pump up lay down jump up surprise everybody fittin 2 help me wit my come up damn i den made all of yall
u in the house I can get u outside Imma load da pump up, lay down jump up Surprise everybody fittin to help me wit my come up Damn I done made, all of
like it was puff Catch the lug, run up Let me show you we wain't playin in here Times up, give it up, we gon play on ya fear One up, Two ahead made it
em to suck on these nuts, money dont grow on trees what Killas will stop and squeeze bust, Funny how shit dont ease up Strapped with the heat, live
we throw bolo I'm hypin' 'em up, and strikin' 'em up To keep 'em in flow mo You step and you're stuck Now, what in the fuck Is up with this dumb shit
' foul I was runnin' wild, sur-vi-ving On some nine-to-five And even puttin' overtime if I had to grind I was stayin' up, slangin' up, hangin' up on the
m runnin' with my pistol. Weren't for Moses, I'm a die but I'm a come back with' ya! (with' ya, with' ya)That's the way to get ya. Picture sinister plots
I was runnin' wild, sur-vi-ving On some nine-to-five And even puttin' overtime if I had to grind I was stayin' up, slangin' up, hangin' up on the block
ll maintain But since you ain't got shit, you can't hate on a Bytch So put some dick in yo mouth and put yo cock on the house You in the midst of a playa