we both know, that you and I still got a long, long way to go. Long way to go, Long way to go, We still got a long way to go.
wrong we both know that you and i still got a long..long way to go long way to go long way to go still got a long way to go
Traducció: The Click Five. Long Way To Go.
there That's way more than I needed to know!" And then we both were quiet And things got real intense And then she says, "Next window please, That'll be five
attack this hip hop shit aggressively My recipe, mixed wit stress and niggaz testin' me Consecutively, five golds so technically You niggaz got a long way to go
do what I gotta do to survive Tapes and CD's be my nine to five Check it out, mathematics, paper rappamatics established Long money, way before I signed
Throw your raps in the sleep hold, quick to snuggle you Dart heat your breastplate, meet ya death date Rook down a E4 look, it's checkmate No other way
it baby Married twice, five kids I still eat it lady Ain't no shit shady ??? till I see better days Calico's and a.k.'s seem like the only way ??? bodacious
mangled Hit from angels, I told you we equipped with angles Can't find you, your girl tape her wrists and ankles Show her the click clicker, better yet
come back And always got a story like wait, I'ma come back Sometimes you gotta go away to make a come back And those that know when they go don't even
you hit me Cause nigga if you miss me I'm a have to draw my gat And take yo ass way back, cause way back way back in the days I used to beat dope fiends
tongue first Should've shot his tongue first, should've shot the gun first Now chew on the Sunburst, bitch, it's Bobby's day Lyrics for the out, click click
God? Word up, look out for the cops (Cash Rules) Word up, two for fives over here baby Word up, two for fives them niggaz got garbage down the way Word
How you gonna stop the real, nigga? It's impossible Nigga, fuck is wrong with you niggas Is you stupid or something, let's go Aiyo, go against House
know why niggas made me go way out My body way out, my body I don't really care if the popoes stop and stare I'm way out, my body way out, my body A'
the cops (Wu-Tang five finger shit) (Cash Rules) Word up, two for fives over here baby Word up, two for fives them niggaz got garbage down the way, word
Town Rims picking up every block I drive down And on my lap that Desert weighing 'bout five pounds Now don't be playing cause I'm spraying 'bout five
