Lexus Big like Texas, G's on the checklist You ain't gotta ask ma I'm bringin home the breakfast Gotta respect this [Chorus:] (Momma I got dreams, but dreams
Übersetzung: Little Brother. Dreams.
in Lexus Big like Texas, G's on the checklist You ain't gotta ask ma I'm bringin home the breakfast Gotta respect this [Chorus:] (Momma I got dreams, but dreams
people They know I miss them to Look [Verse One] Nigga took care for my heart When they killed my dog Ruined every last dream that we had to ball Me and this nigga was like brothers
protect it I'm up by 2:23 and some ozzies I got a gang of B.G. to work the shit for me A team with a little Terrance and a little g Alfred, Onry and Billy
on a pleasure wheel No devil ever cast a voodoo so long and dark and real We're gonna do a little chugging We're gonna do a little hugging The band is
: [Intro] Ah.. Just a minute, erm, this is a little to controversial, and I don`t think.. erm, We are going to be up and here comes that black Watch
: What you here for, buddy? Larceny. How much time you get? 99 years. [Verse 1: Brother Marquis] Talk about, why? Spreadin' rumors, tellin' lies I'm
'all 2 - 2 Live Crew 2 Li - 2 Li - 2 Li - 2 Live Crew Bus - Bust a rhyme Bro - Brother Marquis Bro - Brother Marquis Bust a rhyme Bus - Bust a rhyme [Verse 3: Brother
fuckin' at the Fuck Shop! [Verse 2: Brother Marquis] Please come inside, make yourself at home I want to fuck, 'cause my dick's on bone You little whore
: Little somethin for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corinne Verse One: Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice I say the darker
, Kastro & Young Noble of the Outlawz) Intro: 2Pac Black Cotton Black Cotton Black Cotton- A symbol for unrewarded struggle Time for a little gospel
nigga livin phat, but held back Pipe dreams can make the night seem hopeless Wide eyed and losing focus On my block [Chorus] Maybe life is but a dream
peace to my mother Aquillah Beale Rest in peace to my father Salek Beale Rest in peace to my grandparents And thug in peace to my brother Seike You know
and then wanna do a player song? How can non-players do it? (We not little kids, we not playin) Tellin lies, who? Puffy, I read your little interview
a lawyer (really doe) Niggaz gotta get they priorities straight (Don't see Johnny Cochran out in this motherfucker) Really doe.. young niggaz.. little RahRah (sup nigga) Especially my little
plottin on to kill me while I'm dreamin Wake up sweaty and screamin, cause I can hear them suckers schemin Probably paranoid, problem is, them punks be fantasizin A brother
or maybes Hit mummy in the tummy if the hooker plays a dummy Slit the wrist of little sis After she sucked the dick, I stabbed her brother with the icepick
