Don't let it get to you Don't let it get to you Don't let it get to you Don't let it get to you Don't let it get to you Don't let it get to you ...
Traduzione: Jane Child. Non Let It Get To You.
One] Good life, you can bubble or struggle Use your brain muscle if you hustle Don't let nobody touch you Don't even trust the ones that trust you Cuz
all I do is chill and swing it when I bring it Oh shit that's my nigga show these niggaz how you figure [Verse Two: Q-Tip] I bring it to your chest
let me cook for you If you're hungry, you never know You might need help with your laundry Don't hesitate to call upon me Before you go, would you meet
with your fixed expression Casting doubt on all I have to say. Why don't you touch me, touch me, Why don't you touch me, touch me, Touch me now,
it, I keep 'em work' it, while my dick she can't burn it, Packages going around town, nigga, I know you heard it. Money, she don't deserve it; bitch,
life, you can bubble or struggle Use your brain muscle if you hustle Don't let nobody touch you Don't even trust the ones that trust you Cuz the ones you
raps can help you alleviate The things that's got you trippin you watch me demonstrate First you ignore the nonsense and clear your conscience Let your
, hehehah Baby, don't be so hard, don't be so loose Don't be so tight, don't be so black Don't be so red, don't be so white Don't be so tight, blow daddy
Quik, hehehah Baby, don't be so hard, don't be so loose Don't be so tight, don't be so black Don't be so red, don't be so white Don't be so tight, blow
Then we ain't from the same block Dawg, We can't starve so we can't stop Can't ball, So we can't cop Ain't large, So we can't drop We hang hard in the
the babies are mine, save a child life No more doctors deliverin my babies Stick in pins killing me slowly To the President you say I'm a welfare fraud you motherfucking right! Let
But you never get paid, don't lie to me You just look good and you get to ride for free What you eat and what you drink, you trade for sex Pick you
Yo, check it out. I don't give a fuck. I like to get skins. I don't know about you mu fuckas. But yo, I like em big. I don't give a fuck what. I like
, isn't it bloody enough? Fuck it, we are the soldiers in the rucket rough Runnin from the spiritual po-po Don't act like you don't know though cause
ain't have a body on it But don't nobody own it So anybody can get it If any body wants it Homie I'm not yo homie You fuck around and end up wrapped
