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Übersetzung: The Game. Hard Liquor.
I'm off the hinges, off the chain respect the game The number one Hot Boy, ain't nothing changed I'm thugged out getting twisted, bucking hard Tearing the roof off, the party jumping hard
: [Intro] It's all about the 6 figgas You ballin nigga if you got five figgas [Verse 1] I got my AK nigga, and I'm quick to blast it Game tight like
, party frame Diamond rangs, diamond chains, diamonds on e'rythang Mo' flows, mo' dough, money come, money go New straps, new clip, stack chips, don't trip Play playa, go hard
hard to carry on when no one loves you Picture me inside the misery and poverty No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I've survived Praying hard
One:] Come listen to my truest thoughts, my truest feelings All my peers doing years beyond drug dealing How many caskets can we witness Before we see it's hard
will I live? Will God forgive me for all the dirt a nigga did, to feed kids? One life to live, it's so hard to be positive when niggaz shootin at
man chrome wheels Shit's real, I know ya feel, my tragedy A single mother with a problem child, daddy free Hanging out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor
real thug with vision, what's the game? Rather see a nigga up in prison, why you change? Made a livin out of cuss words, liquor, and weed A bad seed
tha secret on how to keep a playa some love makin' and homecookin' i'll see ya later It don't take alot to keep a nigga hard must be a lady in tha
stories, we Outlawz on the rise Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes [2Pac] Now can your mind picture, a thug nigga drinkin hard liquor This
of a crook Look at them thug niggas ballin y'all, I gotcha hoochies full of liquor fucking all a y'all And my, name Will be synonymous with spittin game
Not Knowin It's Hard To Carry On When No One Loves You Picture Me Inside The Misery Of Poverty No Man Alive Has Ever Witnessed Struggles I Survived Prayin Hard
i tossed her Y'all in to wifin', we ??could throw?? wife in Only fuck with bitches that got their liquor license Shot high prices, shook all vices Imfamous nigga, got the game
rap game, this rap game I ain't sellin' my soul for this rap game I ain't diggin' no hole for this rap game This rap game, this rap game [Kon Artist]
On this pathway I'm strolling, in the space I'm taking In this air I'm inhaling Am I mixed up too much, am I mixed up too hard Why am I walking, where