is ask for it All you gotta do is ask for it All you gotta do is ask for it All you gotta do is ask for it All you gotta do is ask for it All you gotta
Übersetzung: T-PAIN. Ask For It.
pray to god that i`ll make it through today cuzz I don't wanna die -everynite i praise the lord wishing it aint my last nite the struggles & the pain..it
through pain, I wanna let u know how I feel [Chorus:] Fuck what I said it dont mean shit now Fuck the presents might as well throw em out Fuck all those kisses, they didn't
now I don't think they claimin sets Our gun, chiropractors they be re-arrangin necks Show a G that you respect don't be actin hoodlum Be prayin wit a
Verse I Sometimes it makes you wanna cry aloud Sometimes it makes you wanna scream and shout Sometimes you feel like it?s unbearable Sometimes the pain
t stop it Won't drop it Don't even think about it Hold on tight and never let it go [CHORUS] You took the pain from my body And I'm ready for love You
't even kick it Got a big money scheme, and you ain't even with it Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad Go toe to toe when it's time for
It's that Tupac (Pac) It's that Tupac (Tupac) It's that Tupac (Pac) It's that Tupac (Tupac) It's that Tupac (Pac) It's that Tupac (Tupac) It's that Tupac (Pac) It
me (Chorus: Krayzie Bone) It's that Tupac (Pac) It's that Tupac (Tupac) It's that Tupac (Pac) It's that Tupac (Tupac) It's that Tupac (Pac) It's that Tupac (Tupac) It's that Tupac (Pac) It
: [2Pac] Now I've got to ask, on a nigga's ass, tell me will they blast me? I think of an alias in case these crooked bitches ask me Now, it's gettin
what you talking about coward What you niggas want? (hey) They ain't a thing I wouldn't do for my mamma in this world Cause you know I ain't mad
bad situations Seems to be my life's story Ain't no glory in pain, a soldier's story in vain And can't nobody live this life for me It's a ride y'all,
wonder we manage Bring chaos causin damage on our quest for cabbage They ask my style similar to cash we flaunt it Most wanted by the population murdered you for it
Don until I'm gone, I maintain The question we ask, do you know what time it is? Hold it down, hold it down You know what type of s**t we be Makaveli
] ni**a it's like this I been thuggin just for the cause of it Out to get all of it, but I'll never loose my balls and s**t And it's all for the pressure
passed and blast It's just another murder, nobody mourns no more My tear drops gettin bigger but can't figure what I'm cryin for Is it the miniature
pain you'll never taste by God's grace you were born with that face nuthin but pure beauty so for an enternaity I feel it's my duty to be a SOULJAH dippin
