the key (Hey, hey) Give it to me Love is a house (Your love is a house) Love is a house (Your love is a house) Love is a house (Love is a house) You
Übersetzung: Force MD. Love Is A House.
, nothing more, nothing less Pay respect, I'm a element of Homicide Housing In other words, bitch, I'm the resident from Homicide Housing Known for drug
A. - what's the business? Vegas- what's the business? D.C. - what's the business? Chi-town- what's the business? [Verse 1: Guerilla Black] I'm from
.L.A L.A.T.I.F.A.H in command Give it to 'em Queen L.A L.A L.A.T.I.F.A.H in command L.A L.A L.A.T.I.F.A.H in command
: Yo, it's '87 in the house Hell, yeah It's '88 in the house (It's the master...) Hell, yeah So everybody's in the house? (Pharcyde's in the house) So
a arrow Remember this, the business is big and so is the barrel, what [Chorus] [Verse: Cassidy] I got a large house, a dog house in my backyard And
love so very, very much when suddenly, there's a knock on the door Well now, who could that be? I say "Who is it?" No answer "Who is it?" There's no
And out of towners get got like everyday And a gangsta's a gangsta in every way Sittin on twenty-two's, that's what long money do Now the Don's on it,
love so very, very much, When suddenly there's a knock on the door Well, now, who could that be? I say, "Who is it?" No answer "Who is it?" There's
your house is the shit Don't ever say you hard if I ain't bout for the shit [Pusha T:] It's like a never ending story, I'm here for my glory The engines
up 'cause they notice us L.A., what's the business? Vegas, what's the business? D.C., what's the business? Chi town, what's the business? I'm from a
up She got a man, but her man ain't me I'm a, M. A. C. to P I M P I'm a, show her things, and spend a little cheese, baby 'Cuz your man ain't doin'
love in Oakland, bitch Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you' But ain't no love, bitch Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John the Pope I gotta be a
on a footbal team And her baby dies just like a dope fiend The story I tell is so incomplete Five kids in the house and no food to eat Don't look at
' mind Never know, I'm sometimes in Kenneth Coles Thugged out, never judge me by my clothes When there's a drought, I be ridin' Z's and Vogues Five times
coast is back, I can smoke to that Mom's got the CL-6, that's a fact I bought the house, I'm just waitin on the platinum plaques Niggaz lookin' for a cat to jack Homey I'm
with friends,but try to spot me Set a nigga up for 10 O's and still couldn't stop me But they watch me Run in my house just like a hobby I'm a smooth
