me cry I stand in open sunlight, I scream and shout I warn you don't turn your back on me You look right through me like I'm some chameleon Don't turn your back on me
Übersetzung: Tony Banks. Nicht Turn Your Back On Me.
on how I feel Baby girl got a thang for me She do what every I say And I ain't got to make it rain money Go getta and she ghetto with it Told shawty don't
turn crazy, it's all gravy Thanks to 50 Cent and Shady, they gon' play me These lil' niggaz can't fade me, they just babies Play me I'm arm crazy, I'm
don't love these hoes I keep saying I don't love these hoes (Man I don't love em man) I keep saying I don't love these hoes I keep saying I don't love
crowd yellin' "Free Yayo!" So niggaz better get out outta mine For I creep and turn your projects into Columbine And I'm rap's MVP Don't make me remind
that can't even walk and chew gum Money don't solve the problems, it prolongs it You don't want things to get better, you just want shit Ain't nobody happy bout me
: (feat. Eminem, 50Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck, Tony Yayo) [Intro: 50 Cent] I don't need Don Parrion I don't need Cris Tengo [?] I don't need shit
I creep and turn ya projects into Collumbine And I'm rap's MVP Don't make me remind ya'll what happened in D.C. This nigga ain't Gotti, he pretend Mad
pay all your bills and fill your 'frigerator Feed your family, turn your man to a hater YOU CAN Put me in your doorpanels or your stashbox Put me in your
feel a nigga, call me) (body) [Lloyd Banks] Yeah, Banks, yeah Look you ain't got to like me, that's (body) cool, I don't give a fuck Clowny time ain'
in your nose Coke Life every body can't be on top Coke Life call me when it's time to cop [Tony Yayo:] Listen I got that white girl on Pablo shit Looking
the rececption they give me. (whooo!) [explode] {HAHA! } 7-60 - you try to play meeee The blood will flow faster than the OJ. (crazy!) {LLOYD BANK$! } Bank$! - You never seen a legend on
I don't be slippin on my literary Sick when I'm gone off that Jane first name Mary Eightball, ain't no other like this Southern brother Crazy motherfucker
's on the real deal, your credit's off, how you feel? Give me my meat back, now think back, you sing on four track Your mother's callin', for WIC checks
you don't like me Its not likely that we'll ever be friends Why pretend? (Ma, Banks' back at it again) I don't like you, you don't like me Its not likely
man Tre' Turn we come to play, Mo Thug eternally, no unnecessary tension wit me. My Mo Thug Family stays beside me, behind me, leads me guides me.
don?t love these hoes, I keep sayin I don?t love these hoes (I don?t love em? man) I keep sayin I don?t love these hoes, I keep sayin I don?t love these
