we can't handle, mexicanos out of Texas Running with the best 'cause, fuck with nothing less 'cause [Chorus] Boy don't you hide it, roll it up and light
Oh, thou blessed rock of ages Hiding my dear soul indeed When the storm around me rages Rock of ages hide thou me Hide me, oh, blessed rock of ages '
Because you say, don't mean you mean it, Run away to find a home, Happy now, but you don't see it, Run away because you're all alone. Chorus And you'
Übersetzung: Hit 'N' Hide. Slangin 'Rocks.
Übersetzung: Rock Kills Kid. Hide Away.
advertising hundred-dollar jeans [Chorus x2] Roswell - rock, rock on The grassy knoll - rock, rock on Pyramids on the moon - rock, rock on Stonehenge - rock, rock
Because you say, don't mean you mean it, Run away to find a home, Happy now, but you don't see it, Run away because you're all alone. Chorus And you
we can't handle, mexicanos out of Texas Running with the best cuz, fuck with nothing less cuz [Chorus] Boy don't you hide it, roll it up and light it
this in college You be fuckin around wit the keys if you aint rollin shit up I wish you niggas wit me, I would be sewin shit up Look, hide out in the
avoid the attack [B.G.] I ain't no rabbit, I ain't no rat I'ma a soldier that will give you hell I ain't cat, I ain't no turtle get in beef and hide
pretty bow 'round your bloody neck Hide the slices from the gashes given with a dull Gillette Mop the blood up, put the body in the apartment Stash her where we hide
to go on a bus the train a plane im smuggle Im nothin but trouble Ill make ya money double cook me in bacon soda, ill turn ya hoop-rock into a new range
king's men with all their help struggled 'til the end for a shell they couldn't mend. You know where this will lead, to hush and rock in the nursery
rock 'n' roll livin' She's a victim of Hollywood hate She's a soul survivor She's the midnight special Gonna lay you to waste L.A. smiles to hide the
: (feat. A3 & Jay Rock) [2Pac:] Tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do Now what's next Tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do Now what's next Caught
Last night.. (I don't give a fuck, where you gon'.. be .. do it myself) [Pac] In the late night [Fatal] Around my way we lamp, many styles get cramped I clock rocks
feeling Hahaha [Chorus] X2 Outlaw niggas are you ready to clown My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down Screaming bye bye bitches Untouchable sound Niggas hide
+ Left Eye] Rock, your body body, rock your body body Rock, your body body, rock your body Rock, your body body, rock your body body Rock, your body body, we came to Rock
