The first time I saw you Back against the wall I knew we would make it Yeah we could have it all I told you before boy You know I like your style And
The first time I saw you Back against the wall I knew we would make it Yeah, we could have it all I told you before boy You know I like your style And
Traduzione: Two Tongues. Schiena contro il muro.
got me attracted in a strong way After a long day of tryin to make my songs pay Makin love all day against the wall in the hallway Ya fantasies come
of the Trinity is but a myth! No antiquated trinket wielded by a religious fanatic will prevail against the Legion, sire. Our steel is proof against such
's all I'll be See I'm tired of the sparkly shit, niggaz talkin shit I wanna see the streets dark again Let the heaters spark again, police callin all
off New kids, get against the wall Schoolin' niggas like this the bat and Mr. Ball Take a snooze, look nigga, if you miss the ball It's twenty laps, back-to-back
The P slayed , flat on his chest , was two plains Ashy hands yo , no need for rings at all He just cracked the V8 backed up , leaned against the wall
my tongue anyway Driving out into another state, I can see the road behind me Falling back into the same mistake, so hard to avoid Never will the smallest voice again
Redman) [Mr. Cheeks] Yo, we come through like bulls, nigga take two puffs and pass, nigga, watch your back once you talk out your ass I back up 3-80
on choke hold around this shit cause I?m so hands on I get high as fuck and Polo sheets is what I lands on back against the wall and my two feet is what
My back is against a brick wall I got a Mack truck two inches from MY FACE!! Well run free baby, run now It just looks hard, but it would be, SOOO easy
(feat. Big Punisher) [missjones] yeah right, here we go again 2 way street, what part 2? the - to continue? [Big Pun] Honey you heard wrong, I ain'
) Blowin big killa wit my niggas [x2] [Verse Two:] After the club what's the haps Stop n go to rob the japs Bitches jammed in the car I even have two
, well blow, give him a minute, he'll grow And all you gotta do is play the track again I'm ready and revived, baby, back again [Chorus] From the
a trick bitch) [Verse 2: E-40] Quit bumping your gums park your tongue keep a real pimp game up out your mouth If I get on your line and dump two on
dead man from one dollar, only 30 years younger ,is stood contra posto before you. front and center on stilts, pressing the drawn fangs of a tore in two fork tenderly against
down sick and shiny carpet lie before my eyes eyes lead me to the ceiling walk upon the wall wall tender as the green grass drink the whisky horror see