't say that I said what did I say to piss you off this time baby? She said umm... I don't know, my oh my, I don't know But my baby's holding down My
't say that I said What did I say to piss you off this time baby? She said Umm... I don't know, my oh my, I don't know But my baby's holding down My
Übersetzung: The Blues Brothers. I Don't Know.
shouldn't say that I said What did I say to piss you off this time baby? She said Umm... I don't know, my oh my, I don't know But my baby's holding down
I roll with my crew I'm tryin' stay over And just stay my ass in school Ain't many choices to choose And this rap game I can't refuse I wanna win don
tellin you! Yo (?), yo hold up hold up hold up Brother's comin back, but what's Daddy-O gon' come with in 1993? He better come right I don't know! (Yeah
the boy? He is now envoy Like I just took him to the counter but I leave 'em how I leave 'em And I Colt feed him when I greet him With the pounders like
when we was fuckin' around ... 'cause I couldn't fuck. But now I'mback, BITCH! To let yo' punk ass know that I can really dick 'emdown, 'cause I'm a .. [
ride your backside like dogs do each other I know that you're with it, so don't start frontin' I don't wanna be your man; I wanna MOVE SOMETHIN'! [Mixx
Syke] My mama say I'm crazy cause I'm all about the hood I can't get my shit together but I'm on leather and wood And the hood is all I know, patrol and
I can't complain I've seen my fair share of the fame It wont change me Now I've got this piece of change I feel strange I got so use to the hood
next man?) What's next, I don't know and I don't care One things fo' sho', tommorrow I won't be here But if I go, I'm takin all these punks with me Pass
done, now we run the block To my brothers stay strong keep yah heads up They know we fed up But we they just don't give a fuck They just don't give a fuck I
to give Thats common sense And I ain't been common since I slipped up and made these same promises Problem is: I can't keep them And we ain't even And
It was Christmas I just bought the bitch a sheepskin kid I was sick to my stomach nigga this is real shit I ain't the sensitive type, I ain't sit around crying I
