me And I don't think I'll make it through I'll use your light to guide the way 'Cause all I think about is you And all these days I spend away I'll
Übersetzung: 3 Doors Down. Alle I Think About Is You.
I pray I know you hear me at night It ain't right but I ain't white And all I got is the street life I know you lookin' down sayin' you ain't raise
Verse 1: 50 Cent] I'm suppose to blow, you suppose to know Not to go against da door it's R.I.P I'm stupid rich, got retarded money I'm special ed, I
do you love it I know you love it but how much do you love it I do what I do and I don't think nothin' of it I know you love it but how much do you want
my Hummer damn i'm doin' my thang [Verse 1: 50 Cent] MY chain is so heavy I think its necessary For me to talk about all of the stones in my bezey I
vibekingz) I, I, I've been missing you all week All week Baby My, my newly super freak (it's k-young) I, I, I've been missing you all week (static is
nine, case I get in a bind They say I'm fuckin' crazy, they think I'm out my mind Cause I'm down to bust a nigga head all the time Now you know the hoes
I'm here without you baby But you're still on my lonely mind I think about you baby And I dream about you all the time I'm here without you baby But you
I shoot If a nigga run up on you I'ma get him and I spill like I s'posed to do And If I roll wit you Ima be that little nigga off the hook man Talk about
That really all I got for ya, this life is crazy I might go Krayzie if I'm down, don't let them break me So I stop and I pray to god, O lord forgive
the rolls down, hold down, I see the gate so I'm pulling up, and I hope these fools ain't late or I'm outta here, wait, no, I see them in the rear with
my windshield I'm a bitch I'm a hoe Early in the mornin bitches knockin at my mamas door Mama please when you finish whatever that you doin who ever that is tell I
s Like Where's My Hi? I Swear, That I Never Called You Cause I Really Get Shy See That Was A Segue, I Believe The Matter Is What Happens After The Seaon
's right, I'm the new Bible You? You 5.0, me? I'm all grounded to punishments, but I'm too fly though Y'all niggas be winin', I should call you Moscato
nachos and I'll have a steak And you'd think with all I have at stake Look at my daughters face... Mommy somethings is wrong with dad I think He's acting
his raps to sell his records Well I do so "Fuck him and fuck you too!" You think I give a damn about a Grammy? Half of you critics can't even stomach
it don?t work pour out my heart, Look, yeah, I?m going to be completely honest with you, You know I love you, you know I respect you, At the end
