My story, my everything My life, my heart My story, my everything To all of you is all of me My story, my everything My life, my heart, my story The
Traduzione: Lil 'Mo. La mia storia.
, my fuckin lil' homies My lil' homies.. Everybody duckin, my fuckin lil' homies [2Pac] Just pay attention Here's a story bout my lil' homies, straight
major wallet walkman cheap lil pager they took my foodstamps took my knife took me and tried to talke my life (chicken sound) i tried to fight back but my
on my finger and say goodbye to my kids Never ever will I be a legal citizen collectin' my dividends til the law ends, flossin Rollin in my Benz I
my mind, you niggas don't respect this Unlimited shot-caller, Texas rich baller Lil Ke Ke the dun, I'ma lead, neva follow Commission, I represent 'til my
cheddar You little young C.E's need to sell some O's And tell your ho's to get out my grill cause I got cash flow More mo's extremes be these ho's dreams
Coup wants to tell you a lil' story E-Roc, kick it [E-Roc] Pressure, is gettin to my dome See, I need some food for my little boy's tummy Pulled up
McDonald's cups in my car and my crib She owe me sumthin', bitch betta show me sumthin' Wrap her legs around my waist and start to throw me sumthin'
make sure, I hit him in the brain BLAOW! One mo' time for good luck - for what?! He was already dead, what the fuck?! I be, breakin my shit up OFF in
at hand Willie Kight, Terry, Gipp, and hello my man We was draped like fo' real, cold night to snow It was hard to believe it was lil' T-Mo Gotta be '
hell If it's out of my hands, I'll let time prevail Listen up I got a story to tell Listen up I got a story to tell Listen up I got a story to tell
your business before You went on your stroll But since you didn't slow your roll You know how the story goes (oh, oh) [Repeat 2] [Lil' Mo] It was all
me in jail [Chorus] [Verse 3: Juvenile] At fifteen I carried alot of wieght on my back me and my brother infact, I kept my money intact I mad my real
[Intro: Pitbull] (Lil' Jon) (*Mr. Vegas) Oye Loca! Ven pa'ca! Oye Loca! Ven pa'ca! (*This is Mr. Vegas! Lil Jon!) (WHAT!!!) Muevelo, muevelo, sin parar
like the black trials of Moses Madness and wisdom accelerates my pendulum No attackin my forces of life, cause I got ten of em Dangerous, disciple killin images My
