Thinking back on what we shared All those times we had All those times good and bad Our growing friendship has formed a bond never endin' You were there through it all Now it
all those times good and bad our growing friendship has formed a bond Never ending You were there through it all, now it's my turn there's no doubt, good lookin
Übersetzung: Sick Of It All. Good Lookin 'Out.
all those times good and bad our growing friendship has formed a bond Never ending You were there through it all, now it's my turn there's no doubt, good lookin' out
bitch feel lead You'll wanna get it right, and when you get it right You'll wanna keep it right, look A real nigga is hard to come by, believe it [B
eat it off I take his breathe away, Kim leave him speechless I'm so wet, I have a nigga feelin' sea sick He in the streets all day, but it's alright
the pills [Lloyd Banks:] She loves you when your paper thick It looks like your making it In and out the town fresh, Audi R8'ing it Freak fest, south beach, mardi gras taping it
YO It's Time to take out the garbage all these junk food rappers wheres the protein... tell you what whenever yall call me I'll be right here all
fly guy, and I fly high Niggaz wanna know why, why I fly by But yo it's all good, Range Rover all wood Do me like you should - fuck me good, suck me good
love I moved out and started really hangin I needed money of my own so I started slangin I ain't guilty cause, even though I sell rocks It feels good
me all this bullshit is hurtin' me girl there you go (big syke) i blame it on ya momma she need to holla at you or should i blame it on your daddy
Got this baby Capone lookin like a giant, and I ain't lyin It's like it's me against myself with all these backstabbin snakes grabbin at my fuckin wealth
moved out and started really hangin I needed money of my own so I started slangin I ain't guilty cause, even though I sell rocks It feels good puttin
to tell me something that i never could believe Stand back it seems so much different than it did in front of me But i know There's no good in lookin
the lil' niggaz dig me (whooo) I've been stressed out lately, so i'm smokin' more than ever Then smacked in the hood, good pumpin' out my lever I'm a
show ya how we do it When we ride to that ryder music (let's go) [Let's go] [Verse 2] Last year, I woke up, a good look, damn it feels good On the low
don't need Dom Perignon, I don't need Cris Tanqueray and Alize, I don't need shit Nigga I'm high all the time, I smoke that good shit I stay high all
: [Chorus: Brooklyn] I still be riding through the 'hood Into Compton, it's all good From Southside Queens to Inglewood We representin' like we should