take it anymore i don't want to hear these words you're made to take the fall one step forward, two steps back, step back now! fake boys, fake girls, fake boys
Übersetzung: Liquid. Fake Boys Girls.
She drove a thousand miles a day and i don't wanna hear those records play she told me i'm not coming back we drove a thousand miles a day i don't wanna
I'll make mistakes on you take every call lets talk for hours i know how you look but i cant wait to see the way you look at me it was like a dream just
Its annihilation waiting for a call slowly driving me insane a mind wasted on the coldest of night dreaming alone for the end of time the longest months
I wonder if i peeled the skin from my fingers could i stop touching burnt flesh dripping down the back of my neck would i fall every time she starts
There's a thousand things i wanna say to you bridges burnt too fast too think it through and every time i jumped the boat she told me stay cool theres
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heard me? and we ??? down like real niggas exposely down, check it [Verse 1: B.G.] In 93 I hit the scene first album True Story I was psyched off ghetto boys
your pocket This is for my hot boys and my hot girls, ride wit me, I'ma bring you up in my world This is for my hot boys and my hot girls, ride wit me
ll catch a nigga cut with two S.Ks. Yall fake like two large silicon breasts What you forgot head busts leave bloody messes I leave dreadlocks in ya tennis Buck, boys
clear the corner, you cant run, dont try I'm high, bout mine ready to ride or die bitch [Lil Wayne] Load it up with black gats and macs Pay attention to gun blastin And fake
to cross that line Do it I'ma feel you ain't respectin' my mind I gets loose, backed up, with long toys It's no truce fuckin' with these hot boys Do whatever
understand? We +Ridin'+ 25'z now-a-dayz playboy Come 'round on dub dueces or dubs-we jack'em Fake niggaz-we slap'em(Motherfuck'em) Hot Boys, Believe '
FUNK And just in what I heard - you lack the spunk and you lack the style, and you lack the poise And all you MC's sound like little boys Actin like hardrocks
if I was, then I wouldn?t be a servant of him I?m shocked how quick we all turn from the real faith They wanna discredit my ministry say I?m real fake
Pussy punk perpatrators and playa haters They can't fade us 'cause we two of the greatest Back out to let 'em have it, fake fucks and faggots Bow down
boys might squabble but we don't fall down (never) Hahaha Yeah Huh My home boys might squabble but we don't fall down Ugh Yeah My home boys might
