very very very dedicated to his art. He had the dentist pull his teeth So he could get the part. Now everything he does, He does as practice for the play
Übersetzung: Kinder Lyrics. Play School Theme.
Übersetzung: High School Musical. Just Play The Game.
Billy has both guns drawn He ain't been right since Vietnam "Sweet home Alabama" Play that dead band's song Turn those speakers up full blast Play
I'm loose And everybody knows I get off the train Baby it's the truth I'm like inception I play with your brain So I don't sleep I snooze I don't play
throw 'em for sixteen I chase that money and I stack that money bitch nigga try to play me I'm a smash that dummy I ain't playin with you niggaz go on
Christopher raise hair I show my dick to them hoes and I get expelled yeah I get punished I was supposed to be inside I snuck out the back round the school
fake I'll bob my head, I'll stomp my feet For Soulja Slim, won't you do that Nolia Clap with me Say Hot Girl, don't play with me Like Ying Yang, Let me
with em, when I be on the map, that's cold But its cool, cause my mama never raised no fool We was in school, you had a nigga when I played on you I
have to split yo wig Stank bitch can suck my dick motherfuck a pussy pig I straight handle my business and I strap my gat Down Baby and Slim them old school
jo, kick down the front door Run from front to back bustin', Terius cut his wife throat I'ma play it how it go, hold a black connect sho' We went to school
Cause I knew he would be back tommorrow with the sorrow She would take the frown away let him stay All he wanted me to do was to be cool stay in school
the hop The glock to the hip You best rush home 'For you get bust on....skip Verse 2: (Turk) I'm tryin' to be cool in this game This shits nothin' nice Play
Told ya if you hide it It's a must that I find it Ride or die bitch Chop or get chopped hoe B.G. split or get split Play tha game how it go Shootin tha
nigga done went gold I got a million dollar gang wit a 2 million dollar mouthpiece And quick to lil freak on these satin silk sheets Now playa, Rufus Playin
to everybody from Brooklyn for stayin behind me all this time Latin Quarter days, (??) allathat, check this out Do you believe in survival? Here's a little touch of that new school