Tell me what you thought about when you were gone and so alone The worst is over, you can have the best of me We got older but we're still young We never
Übersetzung: The Starting Line. Best Of Me.
Übersetzung: The Starting Line. The Best Of Me.
Tell me what you thought about when you were gone and so alone the worst is over you can have the best of me we got older but we're still young we never
Tell me what you thought about when you were gone and so alone the worst is over you can have the best of me we got older but we're still young
that you wanted to be hope for the best but it's over and you thought you were better than me such a pretty picture your chalk line on the ground i
t give a fuck about me Any chance he get he gon' take it, try to sweep me off my feet That's why I keep my eyes wide, nigga cross that line they gon'
around here I'm a country nigga, don't take me for no bammer When I say I use my hammer I ain't talkin 'bout no hammer Smoke lye, E.K. me off please Fuck
is pussy I'm ballin' now nigga now watch me (watch me) Ain't nothin' you can do to stop me (stop Me) You niggas get so emotional (emotional) You remind me
cannot utilize them because of fear You have sell-out brothers who will sell their heart For fame and fortune or to get a head start But in the long run
trail me But why cry Floatin while we tokin on this potent branch Flossing in the thug stance, flipping pockets out inside my pants Never underestimate me Playa hate me
but a thug thang World wide mob figga let me see a nigga nuts hang World wide mob figga let me see a nigga nuts hang.. World wide mob figga let me see
front on me, the goons and goblins come out Wishmaster hundred shot drums'll run out! They dumb out, you heard of me They call me big homie! Me I make
if you try me, I'll have ya ass hooked up to an IV I'll leave ya witnesses when I ride B You fuck with me, you see I'll react like an animal, I'll tear
Reebok start sore I ain't gotta say I'm a boss, niggas can tell The east coast crib, the size of a small hotel The shit journalist write about me, get me
: (*Starts off with the beat of Tweet's "Call Me," then changes over to Bubba Sparxxx & Jadakiss' "They Ain't Ready") [Intro - 50 Cent talking] Uh,
