til the end You say that we're just friends but I want this til the end the end, til the end, the end, til the end the end, til the end, the end, til
Übersetzung: Best Coast. Das Ende.
the floor, without Johnny Gill and get you all messy like your drink when it spill I got that nat-urally legitimate dope being slung by the (??) coast to coast
coast rocks) [Chorus] (NOW, NOW, Now we gonna show you how the East coast rocks) (NOW, NOW, Now we gonna show you how the East coast rocks) [singers ad lib to end
he bleed, he shoulda never fucked around with a sick-ass nigga like me They call my name out and niggaz run, best be prepared for the Outlawz, here
be a mouse This beef shit is for the birds and the birds fly south Even Young Buck can vouch, when the doubts was out Who gave the West Coast mouth to
oh My friends and I meet hours before We make some home-made pizza We do some funny bits back and forth My knees buckle, I laugh so hard We might end
reflect On the pure and simple choices that we fail to see From the worst to the best From the east coast to the west On a never-ending quest to end
for the border Your career is getting shorter Nigga, better hide 'cause I already warned ya Mo Thug Records taking over I told ya. Soldier man your post Better cover your coast
I'm gonna definitely do my best to reach out (to the kids) hommies on the block (citizens) hustlers on lock (what it is) the music bizz wont stop or change me (east coast
The summer days and west coast dreams, I wished would never end A young boy and his father, Idol and best friend I'll always remember Those were the best
Vengeful resentments Passing all the blame Living out a life of decadence Acing without thought of consequence Spreading all your lies from coast to coast
all But much more Told me go all out Serve em all homeboy I'm a west nigga A midwest nigga I'm the best nigga Cause we the best niggas From street team
, but superstardom's close to post mortem It only grows harder, only grows hotter He blows us all over these hoes is all on him Coast to coast shows,
Budden:] Jets and movers, cess-poolers, meth abusers You step to us, text rugers to respect the shooters My men think in sync, roll with the best crew
R What First lady, I just point, they squeeze Ryde or Die, Double R What Better keep your hammer right by your side [Verse 2: Jadakiss] I gave you the best