fade away If you do I'm sure, you'll see the end is not yet near Where do we go? Where do we go? Where do we go from here?
feelings fade away If you do I'm sure you'll see the end is not yet near Where do we go Where do we go Where do we go from here?
Übersetzung: Chicago. Where Do We Go From Here.
is but a dream) (Hard times is all we've seen) Rest in peace to all the motherfuckers that passed away From all the blocks where I'm from (Every block
And I can't help but reminisce back when we slung drugs, know it's bad but all we had was our hopes and dreams Couldn't see unless we learned to slang
-West How We Ride Come See How We Ride [Verse: Krayzie] I Think It's Time We Show Them Bone, How We Ride, And Let Everyone Know Just Where We Come From
Raise your hands From New York to Chicago Raise your hands From New Jersey to Tokyo Raise your hands I - I've been out on the front line Where you'll go
Come on, let's just go" Newark, New Jersey. I hadn't even seen my apartment. I remember I pulled up [Mother:] "Kanye, baby, we're here", I unpacked all
said, roll it up take a hit and then pass it That's how we do it when we roll down grass shit It's guarenteed everytime we get hoe's I play on my guitar
meant dough from the show and a cut from the front We'll chat about the rest and invest in the past just as fast as we know it's successive bumps Go
of they clothes Wearin lip gloss, big door knockers pealin they earlobes So where them years go? Where the old gold beers and cheers go? But now them shorties here
-d-d-don?t do-do-do-do it! P-P-P-Please? Wh-wh-wh-why you gotta t-try us? W-w-w-w-we already know that you be the nicest!? And now I?ma come and kill ?
mornin' I'll be sexin' you up, until the sun goes down We ride, get high, hit clubs, we ball, we bad [2x] [TWISTA] Whatchu know about the Mobster Elites, Crucial Conflict and dem Do
all about you You make me do what you want me to Yeah, it's just like that Here go my number baby girl why don't you get right back You're a, perfect
but that ain't right y'all) DON'T WEAR YOUR COLOURS HERE! (Colours) That cemetery gear (Chicago, Chicago) I got my gun and nine from Hollywood, to your
the way I flow from around here nigga Midwest where the weed ain't the best but we came up now we get flew from the West coast, (West coast baby) we flow