Übersetzung: Mr. Big. Love Makes You Strong.
out Love makes you strong Love makes you heavy Like a stranger in the night Like a Tyson fight Love makes you strong Love makes you funky Like you don't know where you
I rock the shit to get ya open. Say your looking for some real shit. Then catch a funkdified batch. Like that!! Oakland's on the map. Tupac is on the big screen strivin. Gotta love
c'mon.. [Chorus: Notorious B.I.G.] The weak or the strong, who got it goin on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong, who got it goin on You're dead
on dollars plus more.. [Layzie Bone:] If you really need to know, mr bill collectors alive, step on the scene collect my green, give me everything that you
Yeah [laughs] Bone Thug in this mutha whaa whaa whaa Yeah Big Wish in this muthafucka what's up my nigga and Lil Lay I love you nigga and you know what
wid real Little Will Big Wally and Wish Bone Little Wally high rollerz and he wonda why niggas so strong Krayzie Bone, stack right check much love Kept
her E-Y-E (Yo Big, you're dead wrong) [Notorious B.I.G.] The weak or the strong, who got it goin on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong, who got
-whoi-whoi YOU! Boy full time shoulda learn You play with the fire get burn (Cho!) Making money a blood jails dem concern When the record deejay blaze it make
strong Krayzie Bone, stack right check much love Kept ah, nigga on his toes in the game It's an everyday thang when you let ya nuts hang Gotta make
we make the songs, no matter what you feelin', dig it, vibe out the Bone, Straight of the dome, up in it player lets go, flow so strong. -Layzie Bone
So I could fetch it, fetch it Me and Petey Pablo make you follow Put the gun in his mouth, make him swallow Do a nigga like, Diallo I know I'm warm but
'm a Dade County, Yorker boy I earn stripes, I got soldiers that'll flop you for it Now I'm bouncing with a hood rat She think I love her but I use her for her food stamps Mr. Ghetto, it's whatever, you
got a shot*** so go back home (Who? Who?) 'Cause you?ll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones) Hey, now make it rain, hey, now make it rain, hey, now make
Brooklyn, people show me love Went over to GA, people showed me love Went to North Carolina, they showed us love Even went to California and got love
sex From the very first day I met you, I didn't think I'd get you That's why I didn't sweat you I knew there was another because I saw you with him Still you
', where my billin's gettin' strong for ya And if I really had a chance, I'ma pick you You got plans and finesse, you dress sick too I'ma holla at you
first family, C and Mr. Chris Brown My niggas DJ and Leroy was puttin' shit down My DJ burns vocals, Ski-Daddy and Big Midge J.B. and Big Boy one crazy