't got nobody to love I don't got, I don't got nobody's love I don't got, I don't got nobody's love I don't got, I don't got nobody's love I don't got
Übersetzung: Diamond Head. Ich tue nicht Got.
ain't whipped up cause you done slipped up hoes ain't even peepin' if ya shit ain't mean, and ya grill ain't blingin' I'm comin hard dogg everyday of
what I do If I got it, I ain't gon' hide it - I show mine I know you gon' respect it, I know you gon' let me shine I know you ain't gon' step, I know
Now you wish you wouldn't of slipped up BLUKAH BLUKAH If you bout nigga hatin' on me I don't give a fuck They thank I don't know they out there waitin
My heart filled with anger cause nigga I don't give a fuck Stack my chesse up Cause one day I'm a give this street life up Beef I don't discuss A nigga
gone get holes in they head if they don't keep it real My mama cryin' cuz she think I'ma get my head bust But I tell her growin' up with no daddy is rough
I'm hiding out like I'm the law I bring heat to yo street you paranoid can't eat or sleep can't fuck u sneaking, can't have you ducking got to watch
Cuz oneday I'm a give this street life up Beef I don't discuss Wodie outta line wodie gone get his head bust Cash Money millionaires plus Don't touch
: (feat. Eminem, 50Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck, Tony Yayo) [Intro: 50 Cent] I don't need Don Parrion I don't need Cris Tengo [?] I don't need shit
can I get some more? Hail til I reach Hell, I ain't scared Mama checkin in my bedroom; I ain't there I got a head with no screws in it, what can I do
If I have kids, will I live to see them grow? Though I don't know, I live the life of a thug nigga Until the day I go, no broken promises A sacred bond
big weed, keyed the Cali way Don't like trickin but I'll buy you a fifth I can't stand no sneaker-wearin nappy head bitch Let my pedigree, re-breed me
Don't creep But what u think T.I. be in them suites? But don't sleep Get u hit from your head to feet Hey u don't know me I'm fittin' to introduce
you I'll, do anything... I'll, do anything But they don't know the reason It's why I do all the things I do for you I'll, do anything... I'll, do anything I
I got swag now, I got paper I'm rollin in the dough, I'm caked up I got swag now, I got paper I'm swimmin in the dough, I'm caked up [50 Cent] I was
Cent] Nah nigga I don't know, I don't know who got you I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you I don't know who cut you, I don't know
, I'ma let her get in I don't play but I'm a playa till the mothafuckin' end [gunshots] [Chorus x2] I got no pickup lines I stay on the grind I tell