ve been like this forever I hope you change You pretend that you're lovely You pretend that you love me And I will always hear you out You pretend that you're lovely You pretend
've been like this forever I hope you change You pretend that you're lovely Pretend that you'll love me And I will always hear you out You pretend that you're lovely Pretend
Traduzione: Number One Gun. Fingere.
baton See my medicine, as an adolescent one was Black eyes and Babylon, shit that's what I'm proud I'm from And What I have become is a major fact that one
a wishin' well The Genie gave me three more because I listen well There's a Proverb that goes "One should know thyself" Before one can know the world
this shit And, we the best, it's no pretend I touch a million, throwin hundreds in this bitch [Birdman:] Real real nigga numba 1, hustle fly with my
they used back in 'Nam. Your soulmate wanna ride shotgun And pretend like she don't got one. You know what's next minagin on the yacht son Ready to unload like a cop gun
blocked off by SWAT troops Evacuate the people inside Pretend we're CNN, say Leary's died I just want to speak my mind More to you than just one sound
' clip, hit the right one Pass that weed, I got to light one All them niggaz I got ta fight one All them hoes I got ta like one Our situation is a tight
I'm booking niggas that's claiming they've got a stack for me My raps are purely worded with allegories inserted Fuck with your hearing leaving one of
when I croke I just hope I won't be descending But this ain't a joke, I want you to know that Tech ninna is never pretending Alone in my bed, a gun to
don't want to love you, hold you I don't want to know what you're about I don't want your name or number, Just want to get in and get out She's a loaded gun
fat pig and ?Ferejano? Winnin gun battles like Geronimo Say hello to my new friend, Mr. MAC-10, With the infrared grin, I can't pretend, Who I be,
me that baton See my medicine, as an adolescent one was Black eyes and Babylon, shit that's what I'm proud I'm from And what I have become is a major fact that one
pretend I touch a million, throwing hundreds in this bitch [Verse 7 - Birdman] Real nigga number one, hustle fly with my son Come from uptown, G5, Tommy gun
love used to be And the whiskey numbs the pain But in the morning when I wake I?ll be hungover hangin? on to a memory And I?ll order one more round Lose
