going to be ok shame on me this time i was only trying to make the best of this i should have known fool me once then shame on you again and i must choose
to be okay Shame on me this time, I was only trying to make the best of this I should have known, fool me once then shame on you Again and I must choose
Übersetzung: Face To Face. Shame On Me.
is going to be ok shame on me this time i was only trying to make the best of this i should have known fool me once then shame on you again and i must
killed you bitches when we heard that song Tipped it on, talkin' bout 6th & Baronne When the fuckin' lights on up early in the mornin' , All that muthafuckin' creepin' Pissin' on
out your yay, I'll rape ya But on the downlow, boy I'll playa hate ya Ain't that cold If ya got it hide, on the real Cause me and my niggas ride, and
you've done to me. For all the lies you spread, for all the pain you caused. You smiled straight to my face with no shame or regret and just told me
the difference to the size of the sham Cut through the city on a Saturday night Cause you and me are we're on the edge of the night Come to the city on
a burden since the last time we were together The God of comfort will comfort me and comfort others, a suffering shouldn?t keep us from loving on our
or 19 kinda snotty actin real rude But as long as you a thicky thicky thick girl you know that it's on (Know that it's on) I peep something comin towards me on
out the grind But the block kept on callin' me back Fiends kept on callin' for crack So I supply 'em wit' that Gave 'em a reasonable fee Nigga don't blame it on me
this silly game To all the motherfucker's speaking down on me this is the night Why's everybody caught up In Pac's life? To all y'all niggas Conversating on
me when ya see me nigga ya better holla at me (holla at me) can't let tha evil of tha money trap me So when ya see me nigga Ya better Holla at me
ain't easy, being me Will I see the penitentiary, or will I stay free (repeat 3X) Verse Two: 2Pac I can't sleep niggaz plottin on to kill me while
the alarm, and strong arm must run Some niggaz need to feel me with a passion I'm old fashioned, run up on me nigga and get blasted With five deadly
quick and great Smiling face, to hide the trace of heat But my homie would never do me wrong That's why I wrote this song, if you ever need me it's on
t look at you no communication I guess we're through it comes as no surprise typical human race talkin' shit behind our backs but never face to face
