of a bitch that you've been fooling with Has something up his sleeve So I'm coming to claim what I consider mine Even if we all go down I'm packing
Übersetzung: House Of Fools. Go Down.
son of a bitch that you've been fooling with Has something up his sleeve So I'm coming to claim what I consider mine Even if we all go down I'm packing
heart Knah'im'sayin so if the heart stop then the street stops bumpin [Verse 1] if you could catch me not strapped nigga you good come out the house
house without the pistol I wish I would haters would love to catch me slippin but nigga please I know these streets to well they a part of me I'm a fool
Monday it must be on the grind Cause that night is going down round the bottom line Tuesday night pop a pill and go catch a screaser Shoot cross the river Go
beam like the sun is emergin When I'm out, women scream like they thumbin a virgin Hummers be swervin like I'm passin y'all in speeding go-carts She
all about Benjamins thats all I wanna have Ducked off in my house with a hoe takin' a bubble bath Sparklin' marble coverin' all my room floors A maid in a bathin' suit doin' my house
didn't see her Cause she eased to the back after checkin around To get with Chuck Norm and Flav to Shut Em Down News caught on, but Don't Believe the Hype Only fools
doors with just a smile. A rich old man, and she won't have to worry. She'll dress up all in lace and go in style. Late at night, the big old house gets
house We the best G Unit in the house we don't settle for less G Unit in the house Better wear ya vest G Unit in the house Forget the rest GGGGGG G Unit
Another motherfuckin' 2 live, party Dig this how we love to party Dance fools all over shakin' they body 70's music to rulin' to this Go from South
: [sound of woman being fucked] [Verse 1: Brother Marquis] When the party's over, we can get together, Go to my house and fuck forever, And do whatever
God, I spit that hard s**t In case you don't know, I let my pump go Get ?ride for M'Thulu? like I ride for Geronimo Down to die, for everything I represent
my fault papa didn't plan it out Broke out left me to be the man of the house I couldn't take it, had to make a profit Down the block, got a glock, and
't C Me [Chorus: George Clinton] Which way did he go George Which way did he go Which way did he go Which way did he go [Verse Three: 2Pac]
havin fun And it's cool til a fool pull a loaded gun Cause another dude kicked his Bacardi over He had to act a fool now the party's over Gun shots rang
'll ignore you It's a man's World but real women make tha shit go around disrespect and I clown tha type of bitch to throw down throw up tha block
