Übersetzung: Doa. Get Out Of My Life.
where you at you're makin' me weak. a knife in my back but i'm beginning to think your new waves' shit. your new wave's shit and i'm gonna get sick all
me cuz i can get you hella high join my crew be my friend tomorrow night we do it again same time different place what an ass what a face what a life
: Wassup man Look, this for my people You heard me my dog Man I miss my dog My dog know I miss him to But I feel it man I feel them all in my heart I
my chopper (Runnin' with my chopper) I'm 'bout to set it off with my chopper (Set it off with my chopper) Knock a head off with my chopper (Knock a head
out my holster You sopposed'a, respect a nigga like me I'm gettin' closer and closer to the T-O-P I'm H-O-T, bitches say I'm a D-O-G I'm on surveilance
by a triple murder by the Feds So I'ma get me a brick, break it down to all O's Sell 'em for six, to let my cliental roll Buy four more ki's sell two
to me [chorus] [chorus 2] [N.O.R.E.:] Ya see i never had a chick like this, we'd argue, she'd break out, come back like this, she said she never had a
the world go round Southside, money make the world go round Some people want nothin out of life And some people want it all Some people ain't livin life
(uhh) arragent at a all new high im on a differant vibe everyday a differant ride. I got a differant life and im livin it all i need now is a nigga to
skinning And grinning when you ain't home They be begging to get up in my denim It ain't my fault I got legs with bows in them A petite shit with a sweet
properly K-O making you nauseous Better remain cautious Utilize discretion Tight flow for K-O is an obsession My life is all about progress and progression
Now picture that like a camera, we lift the lamb up Hands up this mans the alpha who would raise like gamma We some amba-s-s a-d-o-r's He saved me, bro
country When ask for ours, we get nothing I look for work and get my feelings hurt They got my back against the wall And my dick is in the DIRT... [Luke
stop Huh [VERSE 1] A revolution of mass confusion, brothers killin each other Robbin their mother, father, sister and brother They don't wanna get a
get the fuck up in it, formulate a caper Cause a nigga straight sufferin from lack of havin paper My bitch fin' to have a bastard, see? So I needs
it was a kilo. A need money in a major way. Time to fuck my BEEEYATCH!! Hey!, and getten' paid You other mothafuckas callin', But me and my mothafuckin
Deuce-deuce in my socks keepin a watch out for cops Gettin kicked, I keep my mind on my riches While uncontrolled schemes keep me choosin my money over all my
