thing to be leaving You're a sweet, young and naive thing Here comes the night There goes my heart Let's make love and not fall apart I'm so grateful For the love
Übersetzung: Sparks. Lasst uns Make Love.
Uptown consist of drug dealers, and thugs For the junkies got no love It's like this, play pussy you catch a slug Drug though the mud, once it's dead it's
, it's all on you Hot Boy, 16, playin wit G's This rap game is the life, nigga ya wouldn't believe What I go through and what I see, it's amazin On the
no I'm on that doggy style shit, man i don't love a hoe apple wasn't around so i had to let my brother know, never stay in center, play the back and let
s on again I give a holla to my niggaz in the darkest corners Roll a perfect blunt, and let me spark it for ya One love from a thug nigga rollin with
't make enemies with me You'd Rather fuck with these other other little Gs Don't make enemies with me What nigga? Young motherfucking thugs, let's out
all about somethin to eat I'm on the road, spend 30 days a month in a suite But I'm still gon' hustle and cheat - let's go [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks] Yeah
wrote it I grew up without my pops, should that make me bitter? I caught cases I copped out, does that make me a quitter? In this white man's world,
Betha's now preachin the Psalms (I see you Mase) And I can see B.I. rockin the Sean John (let's go Big) Yeah right, this is what "Life's After's" like
: So this is who I am, and this is all I know. And I must choose to live, for all that I can give, the spark that makes the power grow. And I will stand
sent to me knees that Make em buckle (Baby) Speakin a buckle Why don't you undo yours, and make our body hussle Isn't it love when two body collide Lettin all sparks
you gon' love what I do in the sheets Ha! [Bobby Valentino] Say baby what's your story? You got the goods it's plain to see The kind that'll keep a
make good off my honor 'til a hater really make me a martyr Kiss my - gonna miss my daughters, hope I taught my seeds proper I love my mother and father
gon ride, 'til the motherfuckin wheels fall off It's that Bone Thug nigga with them still-ass balls We let 'em hang and the sparks fly I'm talkin about
a passion And they chalking it off his head Nigga instead I'ma let them bleed Nigga, immortal warrior from the walking dead [Hook:] It's just another
job let me work it I won't waste no time I'll make it worth it 100 percent, i'll make it perfect you got a body to die for, let me merk it Now it's murder
