oh yeah you're all cracked up fury all get no jury to defend you you tried but you couldn't try when they see you you want me to hang around with
Übersetzung: The Damned. 1 der 2.
Oh yeah you're all cracked up fury Won't get the jury to defend you You tried but you couldn't cry When they see you You want me to hang around With
We've been crying now for much too long And now we're gonna dance to a different song I'm gonna scream and shout til my dying breath I'm gonna smash
lucky 7 He kiss me in his 6 We be making love in 5 Still the one I do this 4 I'm trying to make a 3 From that 2 He still the 1 There's ups and downs
: [feat. B.o.B.] [Verse 1: Jessie J] Seems like everybody's got a price, I wonder how they sleep at night. When the tale comes first, And the truth
my hood, Haters still wishin they could, But they can't cause I'm still gettin it, gettin it, get gettin it, gettin it mayne. [Verse 1:] BG still the
feat. Trey Songz, Juvenile & Lil Wayne) [Intro:] Wisha, wisha, wisha wannnn It's B Gizzle (Heard me) (Cut the music up, Ya that's good) Too Hood 2 Be
girl shake From Detroit, Texas, to Orleans, to M-I-A Alabama, Cash-ville or Atlanta, GA They damn the do, I mean they do the damn thang Down South raw
: Oh you gonna be trippin' bout this busta ass nigga [Verse 1] When he was on the streets he used to jack niggas Ran around the project toting the
you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact I got one in the front and two in the back And the bitches keep screaming "Odd Future is back" [Verse 1:] Wolf
: [feat. Tyler the Creator] [Verse 1:] Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses Odd Future leaving even niggas in past tense Style is patent
tonight Oh looooord!!! (Heart and soul of New York City!!!!) Oh looooord!!! I can feel it, comin in the air tonight Oh looooord!!! (Heart and soul of New York City!!!!) Oh looooord!!! [Verse 1
her jaw... unh 1 nutt 2 nutt 3 nutts 4 5 nutts 6 nutts 7 nutts more Have it how u want I rather have it hardcore Ya legs on my neck ya neck damn there
kind of control on me Feels like you got a hold on me (Baby you got) My imagination running wild Infatuated with your physical, damn, I like your style [Verse 1
Buck, Tony Yayo) [Intro: 50 Cent] I don't need Don Parrion I don't need Cris Tengo [?] I don't need shit Nigga im [?] G-UNIT [Verse 1: Young Buck
: (feat. Funkmaster Flex) [50 Cent:] Oh yeah Yo Yo Yo [Verse 1: 50 Cent] Some say i'm paranoid I say i'm careful about how I chose my friends Been
i'm doin' my thang I said I've been doin' my own thang You can tell by my Benz by my BM and my Hummer damn i'm doin' my thang [Verse 1: 50 Cent] MY chain
