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own I was just eight years old ... top that You think you got the blues Look at my life I've got the blues more than you do ... blues When I was an
Übersetzung: Juwel. I Do.
Übersetzung: Juwel. Ich habe den Blues More Than You Blues Do.
Übersetzung: Jewelle. Was muss ich tun?.
you said Cause if you did, I do, I do If you want me to, I do If you want me to (x4) I will try (x3) I do (Thanks to Chelbell for these lyrics)
to gain but hell to lose The difference is up to me and you So if you will, I will stop saying I won't Stop saying I can't Cause if you do, I do
jewels Is it the shoes Or do you want to see what a nigga gone do I know a nigga plottin' up ta jack me Or nab me Thats why when I ride on my lap be The
, blunt (yeah) Bitch hand me my weed, weed... {*growls*} I'm so ghetto, I'm so, I'm so ghetto On the low, I creeps, I moves with my metal I be's in the
what I'll do ya I'll, I'll use the cig, the pump or the german luger I'll, I'll be the shooter, I'll, I'll be the shooter I'll, I'll use the pump, the
Cent:] I know you love it but how much do you love it I know you love it but how much do you love it I do what I do and I don't think nothin' of it I
I'm a city boy man I ain't from the South 50 Cent man ya'll niggas ya'll know what I'm about I'm bout my money man I'm on a paper chase I'll have doc
ya! - Dirty is what I'll do ya! I-I'll use the Sig, the pump or the German Luger! I-I'll be the shooter! - I-I'll be the shooter! I-I'll use the Colt
be time his oldest pain and fear in life there'll not be time A lie to say "O my forest has trees that block the sun and when I cut them down I
I'm tryin to keep from swervin She's so fine and she love Henn too After a couple of shots she said, "I could do what I wanna do" (That's right) We ain
History repeats itself, nuttin new In school I knew, e'rything I read wasn't true Black Jesus [2Pac] To this click I'm dedicated, criminal orientated
in me and you could see the victory. A warrior with jewels. Can you picture me? Life of and outlaw. Chorus repeats City under siege. It's like I can't even breathe. I
homies It seemed a little unimportant, when he told me I smiled Picture jewels being handed, to an innocent child I never knew in my lifetime I'd live
