Übersetzung: Fünf der zehn. If You Want My Love.
years strong in this game Been doing my thang (respect) Eighteen Livin' a millionaire dream (dream) All my niggas worth ten Gs (off top) Twenty on my rolex five on my pinky ring In my
what you want, get you dome split You home hit, jeopardized Niggaz spendin' a bin in camoflauge I'ma top knot shot caller, from the clique CMB Ballers Fuckin' niggaz daughters, got my
: [Intro] It's all about the 6 figgas You ballin nigga if you got five figgas [Verse 1] I got my AK nigga, and I'm quick to blast it Game tight like
fed come in the game loyalty is limited Hardcore niggas start actin feminine With the feds you do eighty five percent of your time Duke you get ten you
of dom Ten chicken wangs and a bottle of dom Ten chicken wangs and a bottle of dom Come over to the table if you want some [Verse 2:] Give me some of
never want to leave this Four. I never wanted ti say goodbye I'd throw myself to the sea If god promised you're inside We'd float to island paradise
God's love be with you (spoken) Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five, Four, Three, Two, One, Liftoff This is Ground Control to Major Tom You've really
toots, how you get here, you wanna ride I got a five in Southside, you wanna drive Beside, I ain't got no five, you gold-digger You wanna suga-daddy,
, we be like) That's my nigga for real (Yea, Young Zee, all my niggas from the hood, they be like) That's my nigga for real (Yea, B-Boy, you my nigga,
stations I'm, definitely not lookin for love But if you give it to me right now I might say I was You can chill if you want I got crazy bud But before
of my life in prison A classified mission on some James Bond shit 007 style, love to get some straight convicts Now I'm pondering, my thoughts wandering, got my
y'all snakes keep rattlin Bitch, you ain't got nothin on the rich Every other day my whole dress code switch So just in case you want to clock me like
And may God's love be with you Ten, nine eight, seven, six, five Four, three, two, one, liftoff This is Ground Control to Major Tom You've really made
I wanna do is rob you on my way to the hood [Chorus] [Chorus: Ice Cube] All my niggaz love (the adventures of) All my niggaz love (the adventures of) All my niggaz love
cops wanted Didn't have the time to ask Word Seen my homeboys coolin' way out told 'em bout my mornin' Cold bugged' em out shot allmenn little dice until my
as they come I come correct You can't handle the vandal hit eject If not you better get Out my face sucka Or else you better be A good bullet ducker
, it's coming at me way too fast But you don't learn to fly, if you're not prepared to crash She's the sunlight in my eyes She's a bittersweet goodbye
