you Putting me down I think I'll do like a mole And move underground Yes, I can't be a winner, baby Because I was born to lose I go to bed every night
putting me down I think I'll do like a mole and move underground Yes, I can't be a winner, baby Because I was born to lose I go to bed every night with
Putting me down I think I'll do like a mole And move underground Yes, I can't be a winner, baby Because I was born to lose I go to bed every night With
Traduzione: BB King. Vai Underground.
stand Swettin' the freaks with the tightest skirts Talk about the ride, a sixties vert Listenin' to oldies bumpin' to sounds Forget that shit buy the underground Underground
gun smoke What(echo) Money make the world go round, as the world turns Money make the world go round, as the world turns Nigga I need money to main-tainn Hustalin aint a gamee Nigga go
the moment you've all been waitin' for Sho' nuff, sho' nuff A Jazze Phizzle produc-shizzle Eightball and MJG! Bun B, Slim Thug, let's go [Hook:] [Slim
(No suckers) [VERSE 1] I leapt over giants beats, did death-defying feats With the underground sound that keep supplyin the streets The fiends form
it" All I'm trynna do is get a piece of the pie And turn these bricks into a legit business Now run along and go home to your wives And leave me and Slug
Z. with chicks from Thailand They go me playing superstar there for a second It's aight though I get swifter yo You know how I go Think big, ???? for
This is B.o.B Coming live from the underground All the ghettos across America And this is my report [Chorus:] You know I'm down Know there ain't no
Bone Crusher] [Last line in verse 1 run through 1st line in chorus] [Verse 2: Bun B] Yeah! It's Bun B, that underground king on top of ground In that
some y'all know the outcome Clack-clack-clack, everybody stand back Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E.'s in the house and we're ready with the metal track King Roscoe
liers, now feel me Calling major labels, tell 'em Bumpy Knuckles is in town Tell 'em don't send no rappers out or I'm a bust 'em down It's the king of the underground
out, know what I'm talking bout Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talking bout [Bun B] Well it's big Bun B now, baby, Mr. Woodgrain With diamonds
got it hoppin just like a pogo, poppin like the popo (damn) Word to my D.C. niggaz on Go-go Ask 'em, they know bro (fo sho) [Chorus - Bun B] 'Cause you
