Übersetzung: High School High Soundtrack. Real Live - Get Down For Mine.
Übersetzung: High School High Soundtrack. Get Down Für Mine [real Live].
, I get down for mine [Chorus:] I get down for mine who be gettin down for theirs If we gettin money put ya hands in the air I get down for mine who
Money, my money got real bigger you never catch me in the streets without the steel nigga I'm out the hood so I get it how I live nigga [Verse 1 - B
Okay First thing first - and for me that's n's I floss, so I know you gon' let me pimp Benz If I want it, no matter the cost, I'll get it It's mine,
live some people get smoked Life trap get crossed up by them dog hoes Like shit get masked out over dog hoes Really doe Bullet holes be so big Innocent bystanders get
it down when I feel played Meet Lil fat Kenny, Faire and my dog Schraie When I catch you down bad, where you stand is where you lay I don't plan for the future, I live day for
was on a paper chase we wanted ta shine Gotta get it how you live where the fuck I'm from Gotta keep it on the real where the fuck I'm from Growin' up
the real Recognize me From the U.P.T Carry the title B.G. You heard of me I represent pimp niggaz On my songs I got advice for the wimp niggaz I'm bout mine
for testin these big lil niggas Still niggas for messin with these real trill niggas Young niggas, chopper totin big gun niggas Front nigga and live your life on the run nigga Stunt nigga and get
get down and dirty bout my place in this biz Let a nigga take me down after all this time? Shiiiit I'm a uptown shiner, bout takin what's mine-a Used
To snatch me, and call B, so fuck that I gotta Get It How I Live and In this bloody streets, that I live on it's real So I gotta play it raw, cause only
am (Yeah!) The Fresh Kid Ice, the Chinaman Movin' from the bottom straight to the top (Fool!) And I'm out for mine just to get one nut (Yeah.) Splackin
rappin, your title was mine I started in the West, brought back to the East Got ?about? my man Luke who unleashed the beast In me, for oh so long, I was put down
mine [slowed down voice] [laughing] You motherfuckers can't stop me Even if I die, I'm gon' be a fuckin problem Do you believe in ghosts, motherfucker? Real live
run from the chumps, get the pump from me We aint free, I'll be damned if I played a chip for a blonde haired blue eyed Caucasian bitch Down with my home
at? Where my real thugs? Where you at?, where you at? Where my real thugs? Where you at?, where you at? Where my real thugs? Where you at? (Huhuhu
is mine Tell everybody; 'Pac put it down for good A local legend through the whole hood, follow me I got a gun on me, goin for none on the run baby You
