Givin' up, givin' up, givin' a fuck Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Givin' up, givin' up, givin' a fuck Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Givin' up, givin' up, givin' a fuck
Übersetzung: The Darkness. Givin 'Up.
Givin' up, givin' up, givin' a fuck Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Givin' up, givin' up, givin' a fuck Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Givin' up, givin' up
you knew that it's an uptown thang pussy! Chorus: Uptown got'cha catchin' up the guard quicker They got a T-shirt waitin' on yo fuckin' picture Uptown got'cha catchin' up
sure I come off cause iffin I don't, niggaz think I'm goin soft I had to come back strong, cause it was quiet on the Stet So I'm givin you a taste of
got me thinkin She lookin I know what shes thinkin Do it in the dark so there ain't no witness Big dreams real things you and me hey I wanna make up for
to do But now I'm back with the facts givin' it back to you Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up, crack you up and pimp smack you up You gotta learn
here you are We world wide mob figgaz [Chorus: repeat 2X] We got homies on the front line livin it up We got ladies in the back straight givin it up
, hopin he might care Though times is hard, up against all odds, I play my cards like I'm jailin, shots hittin up my spot like midnight rains hailin
: Intro: 2Pac Hey DeVante Nigga, don'tcha know we're gonna sow up every bitch in the country Me and you, up in the same motherfuckin room On the
over the years as an outlaw. Eh, Noble. What's up nigga. Would you die for me, nigga? Hell yeah. Would you kill for me? On my grandmother, nigga. Ah yo. What's up
you!) "Get out the car... or I'lI hurt you" So here I go, I better make my mind up Pick my nine up, or hit the line-up I chose B, stepped into the streets
tha air oh yeah nigga bust ain't no time to spare called tha ruffest mothafucker and we fuck shit up and with tha stainless steel [???], we cut shit up
at ease) Lyrics went entertaining capability (Now that's the realest, see, all around 360 degrees) I'm givin you what you want, want I'm givin you
didn't really care High water everywhere I'm getting' up in the morning - I believe I'll dust my broom Keeping away from the women I'm givin' 'em lots
too dumb When yer laggin' behind an' losin' yer pace In a slow-motion crawl of life's busy race No matter what yer doing if you start givin' up If the
off to the fiends Then gank 'em and leave 'em hangin' for the sake of come up Yeah, takin' ends, and we'll split ya, lost it in the stick up, yeah We
close hit 'em up wid the forty reasons Nigga roll up the buddah, Smoke it all up nigga don't stiff on the reefer Mo runnin' up outta the club wid this
