free Free in what I'm choosin' Free with no excuses Free to see the people And to move ooo! ooo! ooo! Free to choose my lover Free to choose my brother Free
) I set you free (I set you free) I know that you are hurting too But I'll put my trust in you Now trust in me (trust in me) I set you free (I set you free
Traducció: Heaven 17. Lliure.
Traducció: Heaven 17. I setembre You Free.
For my niggas in the feds, my niggas in the pen My niggas ain't gone neva see the streets no mo' This one for you nigga Free Buddy Roe Look, I been scuffling
ma won't even recognize you 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, gonna knock him clean right out of his spleen" Well, I don't know, but I've been told The streets in heaven
won't even recognize you 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, Gonna knock him clean right out of his spleenf Well, I don't know, but I've been told The streets in heaven
I was up and out my mothers house at 17 Been a grown ass married man ever since Family reunions, I'm talked about but never seen Cause I learned that
pulling his country apart I've had seven days And we want forget The last seven days And then it's over One week in chains And then we are free Seven
at me Look at me There's something I cannot resist Let me tell you what it is It's when you walk away from me I promise not to set you free Don't try
's go all the way There's a target to destroy Let's go all the way There's an army to deploy Let's go all the way You're free to make a choice Are you
it up, round 1, round 2, now I'm lifted up 3, 4, can I stand and handle 1 more I'm in the sky, am I knockin' on heaven's door? Now I'm loading up on
grave, Dear mama keep yo head up I'm tryin ta get paid, These ghetto tears got me out there wantin to scream, My auntie 35, but bumpin 17 off a dope fiend
take your love from me [03:16.10]You're not good, can't you see brother Louie, Louie, Louie [03:20.30]I'm in love set you free [03:22.30]Oh,
the boys on the block wanna take us, Cuz we bringin all of the paper, n From nothinn, To somethinn, You know us we the Usual Suspects. (Rick Ross) 17
won't even recognize you 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, gonna knock him clean right out of his spleen." Well, I don't know, but I've been told The streets in heaven
Lurking in the shade Of dark and fragrant trees Shirking from the rage That tore the heavens free A vagrant Angel His with span to see The garden swell
