nobody speak Everybody on the floor Don't mess around with me Put it in the bag boys Then we're on our way All the money in the bag We'll count it up
Übersetzung: The Living End. Halten Up.
t nobody speak Everybody on the floor Don't mess around with me Put it in the bag boys Then we're on our way All the money in the bag We'll count it up
you hear them cry? you?ve been left outside tonight there?s no one here to hold you you?re on your own on your own since you?ve opened up your eyes they
came with this Chopper City shit I gotta hold this shit down can't give it up Slim will turn in his grave if I don't live it up I put God first, family
right to hold a K up in my hand Cuz I'm a muthafuckin' muthafuckin' made man nigga Verse:2 Baby Nigga I'm a made man gold mouth dog (what) Tattooed and scarred up
'm a fool, when I'm beefin I give niggaz the blues Don't think twice, first mind tell me do what I gotta do So I gather up my clique, load up the fucking iron gas up
came to a end cuhz i grew up and noticed that i had no friends march the 7 2011 recarnate regulate on my inn`s with my flag high i threw up the blue
just got to do What you got to do, do what you got to do [Jacki-O] My old girl gave me strength and she raised me well She said don't hold in you got
: Hook Ooh how can people live without Him? How can people pray and doubt Him? How could you hate things about Him ? when you don?t know Him? Ooh, He
ve constructed I am your living legacy Broken, battered, bruised, by your love I've learned my lesson well I sing it in my sleep You and me till the end
grief without belief but to me If you really trust me then it's pitiful Question me about my whereabouts that's so trivial Let me live my life and you can live
Hold my head against the wall. Learn the right from wrong. They say my ghetto intrumental, Dextrimental to kids. As if they can't see the misery in which they live
bust freely, got you red hot, you so happy to see me Make the frontpage primetime live on TV Nigga my girlfriend, baby forty-five but she still live One
you So grab one by the hand youknowhatI'msayin And uhh, throw up that finger Ay yo yo yo throw y'all fingers up! Thug style baby, Thug style y'know?
true to you for me that there's no one bigger cause they can all suck dick Cause strictly 4 my niggaz (Chorus) This is for the critics if you live up pick up
paramedics get you up feeling [Chorus 2X: 50 Cent] Right now I'm on the edge, so don't push me I aim straight for your head, so don't push me Fill your ass up