mean they do the damn thang Down South raw, can't forget rough and rugged We be clubbin, thuggin, hustlin, and head bustin Teeth platinum or gold, everyday
I'm slangin' tryin' ta make a million and chill Buy a ten story buildin' and a football field Diamonds round my neck and wrist plenty golds in my grill
niggas stay in the dark and I'm startin' to get impatient 15 is the age of the teenager Roamin' with a mind full of gold, no pager A circle of squares
: Wahhh yehh!... Wohooahhh... She's rough when she gotta be, Love when she takes charge of me, Give my baby confidence to be What she wants to be, flyest
would you trade that heart of gold for a minute in my skin? you drank the poison and I, I let you in would you trade that heart of gold for a minute in
was uns aufhalt. Chorus: Ihr rafft es nicht, packt es nicht, doch faktum ist: Deise Crew ist viel zu krass fur Dich. Wir basteln hits, den roughsten
: High water risin' - risin' night and day All the gold and silver are being stolen away Big Joe Turner lookin' East and West From the dark room of his
To understand you know too soon There is no sense in trying. Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn Suicide remarks are torn From the fool's gold mouthpiece
like I'm all alone Like I'm down here all by myself Tell me when you comin' back to take me home Father I been told that the streets are paved with gold
thinks I'm ordinary Like it's all just temporary Like her toes are kind of hairy But it's all very well 'Cause, god knows, I'll never tell When things get rough
Kindern wirst du sagen das du noch nie etwas warst denn, was hast du spast irgendwann richtig gemacht Sonny zittert wenn du vor ihm stehst, du bist nicht rough
relaxed to try I could just die (die) Me and the sea had a long conversation Hallucination, no this was real So real you never reach this There ain?t no teacher can teach this Rough
: "Bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?) "When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" --- Keith Murray "Every
Kyu! Eye-Kyu: Chorus: It's a broke day but everything is ok (It's ok) I'm up all night, but everything is alright (It's alright) It's a rough week, and
' on, keep walkin' on Well the road is narrow and it's straight But it leads right up to the golden gate It may be rough, it may be long But I don't
s near choppy Melachi off the funky pain with the wax poppy on instrumentals Niggaz get lost like S.S. Minnows Turned out like rentals, keep gold around
erratic,time is four, four I'm the microphone scholar,clockin' long dollars Here to make the place funky while the fly girls holler Genius vocalist,rhyme style priceless Pound of gold
Mary, fuck Gus Fuck Darius Fuck the west coast, and fuck everybody on the east Eat shit and die, or fuck off at least Fuck pre-schoolers, fuck rumors Kings and Queens and gold
