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Traduzione: Texas. Niente di 2 dimostrano.
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true I've nothing to prove to you I've nothing to prove to you I've nothing to prove to you I've nothin to prove to you I've nothing to prove to
a cab huh You looking for a A&R or CEO, you can stab huh Did a hundred thousand independent, ain't really nothing to prove I make a million disappear
to the rapping When it come to the rapping, my lyrics be clapping People be like Ake, man you got some'ing to prove I ain't got shit to prove, but in
, down in 7-1-3 Plus I'm low to the flo', when I'm making a move Bank account sitting fat, I ain't got nothing to prove Get your weight up niggaz, when
Where they lace 'em, roll 'em, smoke 'em and blow 'em dirty! Guns they hold 'em, if they clean dogg, we make 'em dirty! [Repeat 2x] [Verse 2] (Bun B) Straight up outta Texas
got our mind right money right, we running this bitch Yung ro nobody, think about don't do it This is not just music, cause look theres nothing to it
t fucking with y'all [Verse Two: Bun B] Say, nigga ain't got shit to hide I ain't got nothing to prove We ain't got nothing to gain but I got everything
We got our mind right money right, we running this bitch Yung ro nobody, think about don't do it This is not just music, cause look theres nothing to
twat, dirty Miami, we're dirty Where they lace 'em, roll 'em, smoke 'em And blow 'em dirty Guns they hold 'em, if they clean dogg We make 'em dirty Straight up outta Texas
white ice, you...bum ass night fights! KILLA! [HOOK] [Verse 3: Cam'Ron] Ayo I'm proving this, you losing this, there's nothing you could do with this
in a cab huh You looking for a A and R or CEO, you can stab huh Did a hundred thousand independent, ain't really nothing to prove I make a million disappear
