love is true And if ya don't give me another chance Then, honey, what will I do? I want you here with me I need you here with me I love you endlessly
Übersetzung: Mo Thugs And Family. Here With Me.
my love is true And if ya don't give me another chance Then, honey, what will I do? I want you here with me I need you here with me I love you endlessly
head off and wear a vest? Take a flight through that Nolia and then see who represent Not with them thugs ridin' wearin' them black reebok tennis Niggas
gat pop, jackpot Find me trippin, ridin slow through the back blocks Red Coupe switchin lanes, top down, party frame Diamond rangs, diamond chains, diamonds on e'rythang Mo' flows, mo
so many tears (if I should die before I wake) Please God walk with me (grab a nigga and take me to Heaven) Back in elementary, I thrived on misery Left me
Hangin out with the OG's shootin' up the clubs And mama told me don't hang with the homies But they got me if they need me then it's on G Got me sittin
start some shit Pay attention here's a word to those that robbed me I'll murder you Then I, run a train on Mobb Deep Don't fuck with me Nigga you
and ambitions up in the late night Probably involves me comin up with just to see another day Might be me who bites the bullet In these streets where a man journey With
me who do you fear? Ain't a living soul breathing shall pump no fear here My last four flashed then I mashed his ass, bastard Fuck with me bet I blast
[2Pac] Thugs known to bust on sight God bless my crazy life la vida loca homie livin that thug life Been raised in violence homicide's my lullaby Came with
s the thug in me; so whatchu sayin girl? [Chorus: K-Ci & JoJo] A thug nigga like me, I need a thug lady like you I got a lot of thug in me, that I wanna
's the thug in me; so whatchu sayin girl? [Chorus: K-Ci & JoJo] A thug nigga like me, I need a thug lady like you Got a lot of thug in me, that I wanna
law come get me No baby momma drama, ni**a miss me, why plant seeds in a dirty bi**h, waitin to trick me, not the life for me Livin carefree, til I'm
thinker Bud smokin twenty-four seven, everyday drinker Got my diploma but I never learned shit in school Mo' money, mo' bitches, mo' murder fool Always
thinkin made me crave Abe Lincolns The days I spent stinkin caught victims on the weekends Seeking a better path, expose a better half of me Blast for me, the task after me
Lil' Mo) (Been in so many reform schools they had to let him go) (Here's where the plot thickens) They got a plot to make a profit with they glocks spittin
know what I mean? [Napoleon] Oh God forgive me Somebody please say a prayer for me Needed my parents But they was never there for me Believe in everything they feed me
