do I'm having these thoughts of you I'm having these thoughts of you Thoughts of you going through my mind again Makes me feel the way I do for you Thoughts of you
Übersetzung: Changing Faces. Gedanken an Dich.
Yeah) Boy you down bad, you playing the game raw I thought you was a G, you ain't as real as I thought (Ooh) You went against the code, You disrespected game You
That's the only way you 'gon see Baby at a concert ya know [Chorus] [Mannie Fresh] Now do ya have more riches Than the sea got fishes Can you do more
Says, "Hmm, you in some trouble boy, we know where you're been." I'm out on the border I thought this was a private line Don't you tell me 'bout your
and let's the rest go free Maybe the time has drawn the faces I recall But things in this life change very slowly, if they ever change at all There
ocean of many thousand faces. I' don't meet the one That is too familiar to me Another day is gone by and I'm sick of waiting the command that changes
am. So love me for being me. [50 Cent] Now Im'a six man momma told me god don't like ugly I fell scraped my face and thought god must don't love me
to talk to better watch what you say Fast as you tell them shit them hoes be on the freeway Face it, you got a dream? your ass better chase it Nigga giving you
: In the middle of a caravan On a four wheel drive oasis There's a man with a thought in mind To cash in on the desert faces He's got a truckload of
teach you (teach you) So you'll know the truth and it could reach you (reach you) Then it reproves you and it beats you Corrects you and straightens you
While you fronting like you Billy Bad Ass Nigga you scary I been knowing you for years We was high school peers In Junior High I was itching' to kill And you
t take it Got me shakin' at the thought that we can make it I thought you knew. [Chorus (x1): Nate Dogg] I'm rolling out on tour today you getting sad
you at?, where you at? Where my real thugs? Where you at?, where you at? Where my real thugs? Where you at?, where you at? Where my real thugs?
since the day I was born I came up, out the gutter never changed my style Got for real about my papers, cause the game was wild And the fame was a plot to try to change
All y'all niggas out there thinkin y'all really like you know Tearin' shit up But ya really ain't bro You only tearin' the police to the blocks Face it
life aint the fairy tale we both thought it would be But i can see your smiling face as it's staring back at me I know we both see these changes now