: Yeah you tell me that it's time to grow up Blah, blah, blah, shut up You're just afraid that I'll be better than you I'm just a kid and I'm having
Yeah, you tell me that it's time to grow up Blah, blah, blah, shut up You're just afraid that I'll be better than you I'm just a kid and I'm having fun
Yeah you tell me that it's time to grow up Blah, blah, blah, shut up You're just afraid that I'll be better than you I'm just a kid and I'm having fun
Übersetzung: Home Grown. Aufwachsen.
your away cause What you're doing is not fair By telling me that you really care. Every time I break away your always beggin me to stay. I end up with
't try to think you know what I'm thinking. So give it up now, just give it up now. Give it up 'cause I can see through you. Give it up you know that
See me, B.G. - original H.B. Was taught comin' up motherfuck the police I keep it real with the real - that's all I know, nigga Comin' up 'round my way
it off in this bitch, thinkin' of scandals 'Bout my paper, 5 figures and up with the red beam Dealers and thugs on my team with many 14's Hittin' your home up
ya ever saw 929 wit the mirror bro Tint it up, juice and Gin it up, send it up To Texas, get the syrup wit the lean, bend it up Ball 'til I fall, that
for Snoop Doggy Dogg's LP to drop Big up to my man Ice-T! (Big up..) +Cop Killer+ and all that, congrats on the new label kid Blow up, blow up! Yo, I'
a pen while you faggots getting toes done Hold up, I was four going on grown up So before you niggas tell me I'm nuts, you better grow some, faggot [
my new york times, Run home turn to the sports section and read your mind, It's crystal clear you should feel when that gat bust, First it's crime scene tape then you end up
Two up two down terrace town, roll on salad days Well I'm a mighty Lorne Greene to mow Oh oh! better let me grow You're bringing me up, holding me
safe up here My air is clean Recycle Rarify Down in the street Deep breathe your life away Relive the hidden years Won't clutch at straws again - whiter than white in the home
But I could give you what you thought you need A map to keep beneath your seat You?ll read to me in time I?ll get you there But fold it up so we don?
if you were truly buried in baptism with Him and was raised up Just as He has risen His will is to change us Our aim thus is changed up to seek the things
swear I'll never call you bitch again, believe me) We came too far pretty thing, yeahh (I know what time it is) (You just gotta give a nigga time to grow up
