Chorus Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight It must?ve been something you said I just died in your arms tonight (X3) Verse 1 Pop died, didn?t cry, didn
Traduzione: Jay-Z. I Just Died.
shit heavily armed I'm similar to Saddam, sometimes I question Hussein Like fiends frantic for that last vein, stuck in the game I hit the scene like
me cause I kick that shit real niggaz feel While 99% of your fans wear high heels From Ice-T to Kool Moe Dee to Jay-Z Now you wanna fuck with me? You
a bug I'm a hustla I can sell salt to a slug [Chorus] I'm a hustla, I'm a I'm a hustla homie I'm a hustla, I'm a I'm a hustla homie Nigga ask about me
I'm a-I'm a hustler homey I'm a hustler, I'm a-I'm a hustler homey [Verse 1 - Cassidy] I'm so nice I'd bet my life I guess I got gambling problems You
hustler, I'm a-I'm a hustler homey I'm a hustler, I'm a-I'm a hustler homey [Verse 1 - Cassidy] I'm so nice I'd bet my life I guess I got gambling problems
bug I'm a hustler I can sell salt to a slug [Chorus] I'm a hustler, I'm a I'm a hustler homey I'm a hustler, I'm a I'm a hustler homey Nigga ask about
in a battle, I ain't never been beat I'm in the race to take Jay-Z place, and you ain't better than Bleek When I speak, you can tell that I'm wise Dog
workin twice as hard yall. It aint fair sometimes you seein heaven signs, I aint Pharaohcon But I got knowledge and I?m sharing mines. I swear its time
(feat. Beanie Sigel, DJ Clue, Jay-Z, Memphis Bleek) [Kurupt] Daz Dillinger [Jay-Z] Talk to 'em [Kurupt] Kurupt young Gotti [Jay-Z] Talk to 'em [Kurupt
me with this strength to make it through this song in the right way So I can't go wrong, Regardless of the funds man I must go on Man I must stay strong
I'm still sick, how can I be sick this long And I'm still alive, Magic Johnson arise I thrive on makin' my opponents think that I've died That's when I just
telling me what I should do and how I should come out and what to rap about and I know I got a lot up in my medulla oblongata that I gotta get out and I
everyone's telling me what I should do and how I should come out and what to rap about And I know I got a lot up in my medulla oblongata that I gotta get out. And I
still sick, how can I be sick this long And I'm still alive, Magic Johnson arise I thrive on makin' my opponents think that I've died That's when I just
Is Bangin The Nyc Makin Bullshit Threats On The M.I.C. I Don't Wake Up In Cold Sweats When I Sleep I Live Comfortably With A Red Rag Tied Around The