you're not returning. So Refrain Why don't you go, why don't you go If you have to live your life I'll let you go, I'll let you go If you have to live
Traduzione: La Kelly Family. Perché non te ne vai.
throne [Hook] [Verse 2] Ayo Niggas know I spit dangerously That's why wherever I go they all call me Dangerous Lee I don't care if we chill together you ain't
that on my daddy, I'm a killer niggas, fuck Slob Where you from Loc you don't have to ask me ?? in my tag so my K-P it ain't shit I served Snoops on Cherry
you know what you missin'? Baby girl, don't sleep You can ride with a thug And I don't play cheap... {Play cheap} Not thirsty, but you can thug like you
hoe I have to go and serve state time There's always somebody talkin 'bout you owe 'em I made not a dollar, you didn't sell nada Niggaz ain't even grateful
(Kelly Price) Hmmm, hmmm Ohhh, on and on and on [Cam' Ron] Yo, yo, yo, yo, Yo, why stay here when all y'all don't play fair Wanna disrespect slit cha
you feel me) (I wish) And I hope all the kids eat, And don't nobody in my family see six feet, (ya dig) I hope them mothers stain' strong, You can make
hole I was with you but my heart wouldn't let him go All my family told me, "Kelly he's the one for you" I know your family love me and I love them too
can't, nobody change me You can look at me strangely Keep yappin at your dogs if I go up in your mouth, don't blame me First Family trainee, take what
version of Orinthal You ain't got no DUI's then you probably a cornball Wittiest If you call a labtop a laptop You sound like a scientist but you're probably an idiot Your stories ain't
hobby, go get a better chore Boy, any nigga that got tension Send you to de-tenetion, and nigga to not mention Did I mention, you don't want my attention
(uh!)(You can't kill dogs in your own backyard But you can go to Iraq and kill whatever you want) You got your iPhone first - yeah that's nice But didn't you
takes son you feel me These is dreams though Don't get offended No niggaz, no bitches It's fantasy man Don't get mad cuz you got a bad bitch Oh Boy! (
em they split ya head (pssssh) wide open My rhymes on fire blood, but you can't smoke ne'er a one Don't try to come, don't even touch the mic My shit
Wonder (I wish) You feel me - and I hope all the kids eat And don't nobody in my family see six feet - ya dig? I hope the mothers stand strong You can
the country wouldn?t have to go to war, Why can?t we kick it and just get em on, And in the famous words of Mr. King ?Why can?t we all just get along?,
all good so the country wouldn't have to go to war Why can't we kick it and just 'em on And in the famous words of Mister King, 'why can't we all just
