civilians, we are civilians but just do not give us guns. Coz I would shoot you down from the side, Just like you would me, We've lost nothing, and besides
?Hold them close, so that they don't cry. So why did you come to this gig? Yea yea yea, You are a little Gucci pig. Yea yea yea, And no matter what the
, we are civilians but just do not give us guns. Coz I would shoot you down from the side, Just like you would me, We've lost nothing, and besides, I'
Traduzione: Rodgers e Hammerstein. La gente dirà siamo innamorati.
Ovunque andro ti portero Per niente al mondo scordero Il tuo profumo di vento e di rugiada Sempre al tuo fianco restero Insieme a te camminero Sara una
needs [ Too $hort ] What you need is some type of financial support You won't get shit from your boy Too $hort I don't pay bitches and never will I'm
of us black folks do Instead of... we gonna buy the new jordan shoe Milk and diapers and baby wipes cost an arm and a leg A breast of wing and a... Hustle
the walls have ears Meet at aquariums, me and the team cause I'm preparin 'em For everythin I seen, who's the most feard and why they scared of 'em Well
have grown up Throwing away yourself To be like myself To be like yourself Slow and slow The ties should have been made They will not get anywhere I believe and
it all on me look at me still hangin around still hangin around oh baby i'm still around people say you'll fall in and out of love all the time people
I'm acting wild, some people be smoking on the black and mild But I'm ready I'ma wreck it up like confetti, I'ma leave em shredded And people say when
Hus-Hustlaz Stackin' Endz [Hook x2] G's and baller, ballers and g's Real playas crawl low, and keep they rides on three's [Redd] Ballers and g's, hustlers
just the surface of a dark deep well And how can you prefer to be wit those That sprayed you wit gun and hoses And never put roses on the graves Of the
gangsta party, and ain't no haters allowed Nothing but pimps and playas, and plenty women going down Man hold up, let me roll up something sticky Full of them pills leaning, my people
needle, making hits like the Beetles This is just the first chapter, of the legendary sequel My people be congregating, find ways to separate Cause haters and
C. This for Screw and Mafio, and P-A-T [H.A.W.K.] On tracks and eight dats, I break backs and spit facts Squash all chit-chat, and bullshit I ain't with