's all so easy you get a bit spoilt So when you try to pull a girl Who is also famous too It feels just like when you wasn't famous You can't keep fucking
Übersetzung: The Streets. Wenn Sie War das nicht Famous.
when you try to pull a girl, who is also famous too, it feels just like when you wasn't famous. You were so much fun, I really got to like you more than you
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party [Snoop] Pump that up G [Tupac] Ahh shit, you done fucked up now -- Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party You done put two
prosecutor (fuck you!) and fuck you motherfuckers in the jury box (fuck you!) fuck all y'all cause I'm out on motherfuckin' bail y'all ain't never gonna
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party (Snoop) Pump that up G (Tupac) Ahh shit, you done fucked up now -- Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party You done put two
but you know it's coming after She said 'oh my God you must be a famous rapper!' I do all right but I'm never satisfied I'm told when you still love what
I need somethin' to balance out the fact That it's hard to find a woman when you talented and black When you hollerin' at labels and they silencin' you back Cause you
you! Something special for you! We got you covered, homie! Something exclusive for you! We got this! For you! For you! For you! We got this! For you!
: [Jay-Z] Turn my music high, high, high, high-er {*"You don't know.. what you're doing, doing, doing, doing.."*} Sure I do.. I'm from the streets where
So I don't listen to the suits behind the desk no more You niggaz wear suits 'cause you can't dress no more You can't say shit to Kanye West no more I
t hate on it, don't hate on it, don't hate on it [Tash] So while you waitin and debatin, concentratin on hatin That nigga Tash be up the street on this
dream and some heart Me and my moms wasn't getting along at this time And since pops was gone, I'm out grinding Catch a nigga praying, swearing I ain't
play their ukuleles all day long And anyone on the street will glady shave your back for a nickel Wacka wacka doodoo yeah Well, let me tell you, people, it wasn't
Smith] Sometimes I sit in my room, stuff on my mind Stress, can't rest, so I open the blinds See kids in the streets, runnin' around It wasn't touchin
famous For playin' me y'all shall forever remain nameless (You don't know what you're doing, doing, doing, doing) I am Hov' Sure I do I tell you the
can?t doubt me, you won?t out me, wouldn?t even have a style without me, uh uh ya, I can see behind the smiles, wasn?t rocking with me then don?t be jocking
their ukuleles all day long And anyone on the street Will gladly shave your back for a nickel! Wacka wacka, doo doo, yeah! Well, let me tell you, people, It wasn't
