it's cool as long as I know the way it's gonna be make it last for an hour we'll never feel this way again make it all that you want and everything
Übersetzung: Stroke 9. Make It Last.
again Make it all that you want And everything that I need Make it last make it last 'cause you're not making me Any promises, make it last Make the best
game!? Fuck yo lives Sick range visions nigga, kick rocks or kick rhymes until the pain? (liquor it or liver) Sippin' it, sippin' it like Capri Sun Ignorant
you could see exactly where it gonna go I make sure your body's strapped in Cause i'ma tailspin and you're liable to get thrown The Bible is the microphone; I read from the scripture Leave it
homie make them tapes And keep that 24 block alive But if I feel I'm in need, I got's to ride Carry a 9 for straight business, not just a side Man it'
the sheets I stroke the pussy To left I stroke the pussy to the right Hot blowed, I'm releasin'' down yo throat It's four thirty in the mornin' got to make it
loved 2 the 9's (2 the 9's) For all time 2 the 9's, 2 the 9's, 2 the 9's 2 the 9's, 2 the 9's, 2 the 9's
liquor (all that we need) This 9mm (will make you bleed) I advise you niggaz (don't fuck wit me) [project pat] Real playaz like to smoke a Stroke a
dollar bags valet That nigga crabbed me, gamin himself, like Milton Bradley Yo the semi-automatic glock this, unlock this The weed spots get knocked, it
these sons of bitches never givin in and they never get it because we keep it wicked [x9] Comin from nothin we livin the good life Stay high just to make it
ho, you get it? Anotha nigga never will I owe, you get it? In the video, the five we flossin in it How I know every one that you had was tinted Admit it
, you get it? Anotha nigga never will I owe, you get it? In the video, the five we flossin in it How I know every one that you had was tinted Admit it
And eyes open My trigger finger itching to be stroking Praying and hoping One of you niggaz build ya'll nuts up to come try me Last nigga done it bloody
all the times that you wouldn't have it any other way Well it's the day before our last day together We realize it wasn't meant to last We used to think that it
do When you crush and kill the core connecting us Protecting us, in all we go through Is this my conviction... will it last forever? So sad and hard it hurts for awhile I feel it
open My trigger finger itching to be stroking Praying and hoping One of you niggaz build ya'll nuts up to come try me Last nigga done it bloody body
