You were right, I'm left She's gone, I know you're gone But we are one, you're hurtin' me I beg for more, no one's tryin' There's no escape for you and
(3X)MIC CHECK A NIGGA BLAZE GUN MIC CHECK A NIGGA HAVE SOME FUN I BEEN A HARD ASS NIGGA EQUIPPED IN DIS GAME(COME ON) MUTHAFUCKAS PLAYIN ME LIKE I'
You were right I'm left She's Gone I know, your gone But we are one Your hurtin' me ? No one's tryin' There's no escape for you and me Hell knows I'm
Traducció: Pastor Troy. Equipat en aquest joc?.
Traducció: Turbonegro. Armades i bastant ben equipada.
You've never really faced situations. You've never made some hard And strong decisions. You've never split good and bad In net divisions. You let
Uncontrollable x3 (echoed) He ain't beside you, she ain't with me Nobody in view, the city, the city Is just us two We gotta good decision to make Do
Well if you feeling me, lets make a memory My heart is melting , cause you're hot like the summer heat tonight is all we got, and there's no time to stop
Can you hear us humpin' on your stereo? Can you hear us humpin' on your stereo? Can you hear us humpin' on your stereo? Can you hear us humpin' on your
If you been out messin' and actin' a fool You best be confessin', hey don't be cruel Just callin' attention you probably know Don't hold on to nuthin',
[Pusha T - Chorus] Doing my thing, pocket full of green hand on my d-ck in my thousand dollar jeans your girl a Queen, my girl a thing you know what though
I got a house on the hill right next to Jay-Z And girl I'm trying to put you in it I want lay your body down on the California king Where's your bank
Beat billionaire [Rick Ross] You know I stick to the script Twenty-million dollar nigga, but I do it like this (M-M-M-Maybach Music, Maybach Music) [
[Hook x2: C-Los] Rock my P. Millers comin ? in my fitted cap Rock my P. Millers comin ? in my fitted cap (Oh) in my fitted cap (whoa) in my fitted cap
Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome For your half time viewin? pleasure From Kansas City, Missouri The strange league drill team We comin' to yo' town
She was sitting on a swing And dangling her feet Like the leaves of a tree I think I heard her singing We're still out at ten in the evening I knew
