gon' thuggin' the streets But let the Choir Sing (Choir Humming) Yea you know how it be All 'em thugs gon' thuggin' the streets But let the Choir Sing (Choir
lifetime lover. stay,choir of sorrow and pains. kioku no naka no kurenai chi wo bara ni kaeteita hibiku her shout and Choir Our clan's blood will not
: Boy & the street choir make a lot of noise The interstate it runs away A blur of head and tail lights splay In all directions from the place you
s*** N**** trip I'll go for your head [Verse 1: 50 Cent] I'll have your n**** in an ambulance tellin ya hold on The choir in your funeral singin you
count my shit Nigga trip I'll go for your head 50 Cent I'll have your nigga in an ambulance tellin ya hold on The choir in your funeral singin you so
: Chestnuts roasting on an open fire Jack Frost nipping at your nose Yuletide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed up like Eskimos Everyone
: (Mel Torme, Robert Wells) Chestnuts roasting on an open fire Jack Frost nipping at your nose And yuletide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed
Cooper / Bernie Taupin / Dick Wagner] It's not like we did something wrong We just burned down the church While the choir within sang religious songs
known Oooh, I was never alone This isn't the last song There is no violin The choir is so quiet And noone takes a spin This is the next to last song And
Oooh, I was never alone This isn't the last song There is no violin The choir is so quiet And noone takes a spin This is the next to last song And that
: (Mel Torme, 1946) Chestnuts roasting on an open fire Jack Frost nipping at your nose Yule-tide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed up like
Christ, was born on Christmas Day. While shepherds watch their flocks by night, they see a bright new shining star, they hear a choir sing a song, the
: Chestnuts roasting on an open fire Jack Frost nipping at your nose Yuletide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed up like Eskimos Everybody