full of kicks, now the sun's in my eyes And I feel so weary today I want to close my eyes I want to close my eyes I want to ride and ride and ride '
full of kicks, now the sun's in my eyes, And I feel so weary today. I want to close my eyes, I want to close my eyes, I want to ride and ride and ride
Übersetzung: Ride. Close My Eyes.
real in the hood (all the way) It's just real in the ghetto From my block to your block (my block to your block) From my set to your set (my set to your
in 50 deep and scram that [Chorus: repeat 2X] I keep peeps that will always, ride with me I got beef so I always, ride with that When I creep I always, ride
and I'll roast a deal what's on my old poster, if I pull it out my holster You sopposed'a, respect a nigga like me I'm gettin' closer and closer to the
went the race of races Solga box I lace it Yo' spots in the world i takes it Bulldog barrel I shakes it Cashmoney boy paper chaser Evil look in my eyes Close
Nothing will come close to me beacuse I am immortal Many lives I've lived, and many times I've died But my soul cannot be stopped, as it's on an endless ride
and Gentelmen, how you doin, This your boy Deezy, You're now listening to my boy bullet Woohooooooooo Baby wanna ride tonight, Vibekingz gonna ride tonight
you're something when I see you're my lady Katrina I never would leave her but my baby's a leader Mercedes you see that Wish you could ride with me And
ride wit' us, or collide wit' us It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz [2Pac] As I approach the scene, from smokin' green Got my eyes closed,
the bar and played the star everywhere I went In my heart, I felt alone out here on my own I close my eyes and picture home On my block [Chorus]
feelin heated I move closer to drop the lines of my introduction Hold out my hand, and grab yo' hand, now we touchin My lyrics are poetry So baby
ride until the sun shine And just for fun, I betchu I can make you cum sixty-one times Close your eyes, let me heat it up Cause when we fuck I refuse
ride 'till the sunshine And just for for fun I bet you I can make you cum 61 times Close your eyes Let me heat it up Cause when we fuck I refuse
, waiting for death Dear God I been feeling like I'm close to Jesus Paranoid with my pistols close, smoking trees Keep my eyes on my foes, those close
, never that They took my money and my stash, time to get 'em back (heh heh) Upon my secret arrival Two glock four-fives, time for survival Death to my
