putting me down I think I'll do like a mole and move underground Yes, I can't be a winner, baby Because I was born to lose I go to bed every night with
Putting me down I think I'll do like a mole And move underground Yes, I can't be a winner, baby Because I was born to lose I go to bed every night With
Übersetzung: BB King. Untertauchen.
you Putting me down I think I'll do like a mole And move underground Yes, I can't be a winner, baby Because I was born to lose I go to bed every night
Swettin' the freaks with the tightest skirts Talk about the ride, a sixties vert Listenin' to oldies bumpin' to sounds Forget that shit buy the underground Underground
gun smoke What(echo) Money make the world go round, as the world turns Money make the world go round, as the world turns Nigga I need money to main-tainn Hustalin aint a gamee Nigga go
B:]* Well it's the King of the Underground, and the King of the Trill, Standin' on the top of the South like the King of the Hill... You're tuned into
Rhyme hard But only buy the shit that I can't afford That's everything That's why I truck big fat rings Cause in the motherland gold is for kings I got
jimmy like Meth and Mary, like, Marvin and Tammi, unnnh... Now understands we can't be stopped From blowin' Swisher Sweets outta candy drops Like we underground kings
on jacking off that money you'll never see uh key I know niggaz 53 still out here selling d Priest told me from the jump never go and get that cheese
Cali, and never rain And I ain't playing games wit ya, so get it right And I 'get tore, I get tore up' under city lights [Chorus] [Bun B] For the king
underground headliner Mainstream ignored a bro And they be petty, So jealousy is sure to show But they rich and got more to blow And everything's affordable But they gotta go
With Sharif makin' sure R&B, was well done Might live by the gun, but keep livin' through my livin' son Hook: [King T] x4 Outro: [King T] We make,
Can't Let Go One Call'll Have My Dogs On You Like An Echo Baby I Am Tha Real (Deal/Dill) No Pickle (Uh) Spit sickle cell Physco I Go Off Like A Motha
come, and the last to go She the first to come, you the last to know Can I get her ass to go, nigga Uh-huh, Cha-Military mayn
surfboard, rhyme hard But only buy the shit that I can't afford That's everything, that's why I truck big fat rings 'Cause in the motherland gold is for kings
outta here Seems like the police is outside, man (Yo Ice, man, they got King Tee, Aladdin and Islam) What, the police, man? I knew somethin had happened I was wonderin why King
