You must understand that I have got the right To say just what I like You try to move us on and we've done nothing wrong We won't be gone for long What
Übersetzung: Fight. Moved On.
Übersetzung: The Fight (Punk). Moved On.
Oi You must understand That I have got the right To say just what I like You try to move us on And we've done nothing wrong We won't be gone for long
when I'm round you know, not a word I'm a heathen that fights for what he believes in, and I ain't got no plans on leaving till I get even Salt and pepper
yeah And we'd ball 'til we fall - can you feel that? Yeeeeeaaaaahhhhh [Juvenile] More blunts to smoke up on the streets with peace Without a worry on
to start I got francs on the French, players on the bench KTM men, only throw out when I'm bent I'm a P.N.C. rider, Frequent Mile flyer Down on my side
Cris Tengo [?] I don't need shit Nigga im [?] G-UNIT [Verse 1: Young Buck] We on the front page then we in the Bahamas with AK's on the stage, the
man in the east And another in the west And another raising from the south They all move on driven by the call: Raise yourself, warrior And revenge us Fight
m bearing knuckles. You fight for me but I'm hardly worth it. I'm dropping dimes and I'm bearing knuckles. You fight for me but I'm hardly worth it.
, that we wasn't Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs I'm gettin blitzed and I reminsce on all the times we shared Besides bumpin n grindin wasn't nothin on
you want, and girl you know I got you You got what I need, and shorty it's all on you Baby call on me [Verse Two: 2Pac] Been gettin nuttin but bad
Stand back, before you get hurt It's the only thing makin pay besides smoke and work On a mission listen more chips my goal and position First on my decision
love with the struggle Hands on the steering wheel, blush, while she bail out bustin Fuck em all, watch em fall screamin, automatic gunfire exorcisin all demons Mafias on
on the block Here, take a cab, thanks a lot for the cot She's gone, and I'm thinkin that my game's so strong Pat myself on the back and move on Is this
And the scars have never healed The emptiness in you is growing But so little left to fill You're scared to look back on the days before You're too tired to move on
you accept the charge press 1 now hey Rhino on the phone ya'll If not hang up yeah, I accept for operator assistance... oh, ok hold on please stay on
on 'em! - Then they ride on 'em! Get the line on 'em and squeeze the .9 on 'em! Head shot, .40-Glock blow his mind on him They say ain't not a jooks,
