say I'll be with you, all the way I'll never leave you, I will not turn away I'll be with you, all the way I'll never leave you, you know my love will
Übersetzung: Rob Rock. Ich werde bei dir sein.
black steel as I roll through the park People said I was mean, I was doin what I had to Needed some dough, I wouldn't hesitate to rob you And I might
at arms, reached, cocked and ready 'Cause the streets'll catch you slippin' and rock you steady Watch your back with your homies that you feel is real
mon, uhh [2Pac] Rock, your body body, rock your body body Rock, your body body, rock your body Rock your body body, rock your body, rock your body Rock, your body body, rock
what you brave niggaz get for fuckin with this You had your chance to mob first you didn't you missed Just switched to fake Napolean be the motherfuckin last nigga with
I lose my breath That's how it goes in the land of broke I dispose of those, rock shows, and collect my dough Now I suppose I'm the bad guy, why? I say
(Do you know what time it is? Get out the fucking car, or I'll hurt you!) "Get out the car... or I'lI hurt you" So here I go, I better make my mind up
it's something I don't wanna do, somethin that I never did I try to get him, I think I hit em, I lit him He's out! A poison, a deadly venom (Yeah Mad
-Mafia) You know I stay on the grind I ain't never late I handle mine when it's time I don't hesitate So when you see that long nine you better skate
beat cases before a trial Grand jury style I'm foul You wondering why I don't smile I'm schemeing to stick you up now Son I be the first to blast the
? Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine? And walk off with your shit like it's mine? I'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid I'll rob Boys II Men
the way [Chorus: 50 Cent & (Wacko)] I got that trey pound with me now (I got that nine with me) Niggas know how I get down (You want to grind with me
: [Layzie Bone] Thangs can get rough, when you live in the ghetto You gotta survive, no matter the pain Nigga be hurting, life'll be hurting But nigga
I got my shotgun Now, how many niggas wanna roll with me? Y'all say you real, then we'll see Will you ride for me? Will you die for me? If I pop
shit Sniff glue sticks like I give two shits If I get too rich, I just get sued [Redman] Yo, I leave with no injure, after I blow four in you One handstand
, you can get 'til that ass get red You can get 'til that ass get red Bizarre you get him and him, Swift you get him and him I'll get him and him, leave
roast ya I get a lil' closer Rock you to sleep, like I got these lil' bitches, come over! Hopin you fall for the bait, thinkin you safe Have that ass
