Übersetzung: Gangsta Pete. This Is How I Do It.
Übersetzung: Gangsta Pete. Lyrical Schnelligkeit.
Übersetzung: Rock, Pete. Gangsta Boogie.
cant knock the hustle, feel this Nigga, I be comin wit dat drama that you cant even duck Buck, buck, off the top, nigga you cant even duck Baby Gangsta
and die in LA (Let my angel sing) Chorus Verse Three: Makaveli Cause would it be LA without Mexicans? Black love brown pride and the sets again Pete
bad self I'm the four pound toter, the Phil blunt smoker Believe me not, I'm wicked like three sixes I'm doper than the Pete Rock remixes Never walk through
: C?est la - la - la - la - la - la - lahryate. Allumes ton pete car c?est le calme avant la tempete. Difficile de parler de paix on est en temps de
the tears, {c'mon) Sing it with me, just for today, maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away... [Verse 2] Entertainment is changin', intertwinin' with gangsta
got (I take it) Money I got, money i got (I take money nigga) [Verse 2:] Im waiting for niggaz to test my gangsta You know the world could use one less gangsta
c'est deja fait creuver par un frere en vrai c'est clair on veut le nerf de la guerre padre suis-je devenu un gangster un hombre determine a s'en
but Shawn's Dame careems, nigga it's the gangsta team Stop your run, one of the reasons that they call us gangrene The other reason, we got a gang of
: Ich bekam auf Myspace eine Nachricht von dusteren Gangster-Rappern sie behaupteten ich hatte uber ihre Gang gelastert jetzt hatt ich Stadt-Verbot sie
: [First Verse] X-Raided locc never was a choir boy Ya folks got a gang of priors Maybe that's why one-time's be triflin Tryin to give a young nigga
die weiten Hosen und die gang art findet sie beschissen ich sag ich mach jetzt nur noch die Musik die sie mag ich zieh mich an wie Pete Doherty wenn sie
: When I was a baby I was so happy. I play with my friends in the mud. Wilbur and Jack and Otis and Beatty, We were a gang, you got to believe me. Momma
Every now and then I get like this And it isn't hard to see But the old man in the kitchen I think he's part of me Don't say nothing bout the old house
I'd gladly lose me to find you I'd gladly give up all I have To find you I'd suffer anything and be glad I'd pay any price to get you I'd work all my
my bad self I?m the four pound toter, the Phil blunt smoker Believe me not, I?m wicked like three sixes I?m doper than the Pete Rock remixes Never walk
