' up, blowing up, I'm blowin' up, blowing up I'm blowin' up, blowing up Bartender fillin' up my cup 'cause I'm blowin' up, blowing up I'm blowin' up,
Übersetzung: T-PAIN. Blowing Up.
blowing up (blowing up) I'm blowing up (blowing up) I'm blowing up (blowing up) Bartender filling up my cup Cause I'm blowing up I'm blowing up (blowing
blowing Up I'm blowing up (blowing up) I'm blowing up (blowing up) I'm blowing up (blowing up) Bartender filling up my cup Cause I'm blowing up I'm
ain't got one anyway Stick me in the ass, that's the best part of me Because I don't care if I live or die It just don't matter, kill me anyway I wanna
buddy, not your pal, not your homie there ain't a government around that can control me, ohhh no I'm on that doggy style shit, man i don't love a hoe apple wasn't
well I faked it Every key you left unguarded yeah I scared it And you don't know cut even blow know blow from blow up When your spot fell off I stayed up
t do this Boy I just can't do this I can't I won't I can't I won't I can't I won't I can't I won't
't, mad at mha [2Pac:] (and I ain't mad at cha) I ain't, mad at cha [2Pac:] (I ain't mad at cha) I ain't, mad at cha, noooo I ain't mad at chaaaaahhhhhhhh
identity Hands up, throw me up against tha wall Didn't do a thing at all I'm tellen you one day these suckers gotta fall Cuffed up throw me on tha concrete
niggas try to roll up Thinking I'm a ho, well, come and let me show ya I'm a light up the rhythm like dosia Dumping so potent, nigga don't choke up Flow up
run up And don't try to say we ain't told you You're dealing with killers and soldiers Nigga these explosives, trying to blow shit, running you over Nigga controller Whenever y'all niggas try to roll up
first it ain't feel good I was just a baby still retarded from slavery When we struggle to shovel shit ain't nobody saved me Ghetto ain't made me I
sound of police who run the street really And every hood let you grow from the hustlaz up at Harlem to the shot callers in O' And though, Congress, don't
the hollow points in your brain Mo' bigger balls that RuPaul, Thug Life ain't a ball We bust that ass up against the wall (up against the wall) (?)
't sleep, so I stay up, don't wanna fuck them bitches Try to calm me down, I ain't givin up I'm gettin lost in the weed, man, gettin high Livin everday
introduction Ain't bout no suckin and touchin, just harmless discussion Maybe we can see a better way, find a brighter day Late night phone conversations -- would that be OK? I don't wanna take up
