the rain Hello (Uh oh) Hello again (I said hello) Hello (Hello) Hello (Hello again) (I say hello) Hello (Ello) Hello again Hello (Uh oh) Hello again
Übersetzung: The Cars. Hallo Again.
gave your body you gave the best staring at the green door living in the sky you don't want to know it you just want to fly hello again i know you're
some cigars and quarter a couple cars and a lawyer Kinda packin' a bitch and i'll be back with a hit I'm that sick, Who the hell you thought it was I
is how you made me Lovin how I got you niggas crazy Against all odds Hopin my thug motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I ever wrote Against all
I gotta make it to heaven, fuck going through hell Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven I gotta make it to heaven, fuck going through hell
male Some see me stranded in this land of Hell Jail and crack cells ???? culture Or the repercussion While bustin' on back-stabbing vultures Sellin' my soul For material wishes Fast cars
: [Akon] Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we livin [Biggie] I know how it feel to wake up fucked up Pockets broke as hell, another rock to sell People
a peace of mind I'm so close to Heaven, Hell I need some time Who cares about life, and the highs and lows Maybe I should write another song about pimps and hoes Cars
Wake up to the madness of the city Say hello it's a brand new day Brush my teeth read the paper Everything is changing so fast it stays the same Cars
: It started slow like a rolling stone, the signal for the riot had come. Suddenly all hell broke lose, no time to hide, no time to choose. Water cannon
hear is vooom Roaring up the engine 'till it blew like a bloon Light my dutch hit the clutch stow it in the gear and peeew Wilding in the fast cars
He's Evil, and I'm Bad like Steve Segal Against peaceful, see you in hell for the sequel (We'll be waitin) See you in hell Wall Street, Royce Da Five-
it into his spleen Cut him at the seam then dragged the fella home Beating him over the head with the telephone Police voice: Attention all cars, attention all cars
just Hell's neighbors. Why, why, why won't the world revolve around me? Build my dreams, trees grow all over the streets. But I don't know much about classic cars
the sole to the stove, evaporate it, I'ma turn him into a cup of coffee decaffeinated. They say the odds are against me? Hell I made it! I'm not animated
'm Going In [x13] Is On Again once again once again once again I play to win I Play To Win I'm Going In [Verse 2:] I ride exotic cars I smoke expensive
best Laughing out loud at that ridiculousness Past the park with the Tai Chi stretchers and yoga heads And the people with the bottles and the benches for beds Hell