Anthony Wright x4 Who he is young money what he gone get that money.he want a young honey thats 5'6or5'7 mabe even 5'11 dat know she gone go to heaven
Traduzione: Young Money. Chi è Lui.
: Anthony Wright x4 Who he is young money what he gone get that money.he want a young honey thats 5'6or5'7 mabe even 5'11 dat know she gone go to heaven
I answered with the Mac cause I'm sittin' on Yac See I'm a G from the hood the BG's idol I front them caine on the spot cause money is survival He says
nigga right here is my fuckin' friend I heard alot of shit right here I think I'm 'bout to explain what a fuckin' friend is, knowwhatI'msayin'? A friend is
pockets lookin empty The dime drop 'em, would he smoke or playin poker He gambles with his life and his cards are gettin shorter The young and reckless
ten letters (what?) S6s with fourteen antennas (c'mon) Or in the Porsche with the buckets back, hah (Oh my God!) Bitches like, "Who the fuck is that?"
Poppy & (Scooby)] They sick them boys (he said), at the sound of the gun (start running get low), cause them Grit Boyz coming (who's that) me Pop, P.T. and Scoo'young
t believe in? Well, the answer is if not me where the cancer is They been doing this before Jesus of Nazareth And after all this time it is still
green Bitches always say what the hell does it mean? P is for the people who can't understand How one real nigga became a real man S is for the way I
of the nickel (?) and the raw half Everywhere we go, the impression's felt The real is stamped on the bag and the dope is dealt [Chorus 2x:] Gat in the
Try to search for the play on the boulevard The coolest nigga on the scene Now he live his life like a king He never rolls undercover Cause yo, he's a
to fail so they tell us That's what jail for Adolescense young teens turned violent It's floating, in a world turned silent Cause you could be touched [Chorus Makaveli] Young
young This song is dedicated to all them Young kids and people that are innocent That died young At Columbine High Rest in Peace (Oklahoma) Outlawz Lil' young
flowin goin crazy Slip for cock the gun but he didn't run like a punk He shoulda had the gauge in the trunk For spunk is what he had, kid, I'd ratha
