, or head Cause we done fucking these same bitches And you know they talk, and the pillows be my witness My forgiveness Niggaz can't be this stupid It's gun talk
prayers, or head 'Cause we done fucking these same bitches And you know they talk, and the pillows be my witness My forgiveness, niggaz can't be this stupid It's gun talk
prayers, or head Cause we done fucking these same bitches And you know they talk, and the pillows be my witness My forgiveness Niggaz can't be this stupid It's gun talk
Traduzione: Ja Rule. Gun Talk (feat. Blackchild).
Traduzione: Ja Rule. Gun Talk.
head Cause we done fucking these same bitches And you know they talk, and the pillows be my witness My forgiveness Niggaz can't be this stupid It's gun talk
What about these niggaz I despise -- them loud talkin cowards shootin guns into crowds, jeapordizin lives Shoot em right between them niggaz eyes, it's time to realize follow the rules
York) [50 Cent talking] Now who the fuck told that lil' nigga he can talk to me like that? Catch my bottle up and roll him somewhere, [laughing] D.Y. wanna talk
Rule number one don't go against the grain Rule number two give respect where respect due Rule number three if you get knocked play games and say names
a nigga Shoot car windows out to flatline a nigga Gun pop, heart stop, homie this is heavy You on your way to meet your maker, nigga are you ready No exception to the rule
same nigga Young face, old soul, powerful brian Aiight Back when Cat was running Queens, New York I had a younger singer talk, gun slinger walk Slanging
[Hook:] You ain't comin round here talkin all that shit Talkin bout look at all them bricks I'm a have to come around your way Nigga I'm real you all
in the limo wit the chauffeur Wit the doja, gat, Congnac and some soda, uhh, uhh (c'mon, c'mon) [Kola - Doggy's Angels] Who make 'em chat? Angels rule
VERSE I : All dem a talk me si di whola dem drooling seh dem bad wonda who dem fooling waant start war when di DJ coolin seh dem rule but a mi ova ruling
Don't take bad man fi clown Bossman! Glack we move yuh head crown Bossman! Dis in a yuh own blood yuh drown Bossman! Bad man rule de compound Bossman!
riches, getting something from crumbs. Now you son of a bitches can meet the son of a gun. Every couple of months I just double my funds. Dudes talking
Nah nah son You ain't really gotta go out there and kill them man Give me the gun, lemme talk to you for a minute Gimme the gun, sit down, lemme talk
