I always dreamed that everything would be okay With me and you, I was wrong When I looked into your eyes I didn't see all the things I used to see, what
Quitate tu pa'ponerme yo, quitate tu Quitate tu pa'ponerme yo, quitate tu Para que bailen los pollos Pa'que gocen se senor No me importa lo
[Gallego] Bueno, pueblo! Aqui estan los 12 discipulos! Fueron muchos los llamados! Pero 12 los escogidos! Como decir que vale la pena seguir viviendo
Highway run into the midnight sun Wheels go round and round You're on my mind Restless hearts sleep alone tonight Sending all my love along the wire
Sacame, llevame al oscuro secuestrame unas cuantas horas, atame. Empujame, quiero estar inquieto agitame, vivo de sorpresas, sorprendeme. Esa es
{Na-na-na-na-na} Who you gonna trust, yeah {Whoa } You could trust me, ha-ha-ha (Uh) I don't care about nothin' else, my baby (To all the ladies in our
Excuse me, while I sing to you I'm bein' real and that's the thing to do I'm just livin' and lovin' Smokin' and fuckin' Out here on the grind (Alchemist
Ollie ollie, oxen free Like one, two, three Red light, green light, one, two, three Yo, I pop six boxes, play some scalezes, uh Pitch the ball, I'ma
Cool an' Dre, uh Terror Squad, motherfuckers They're all gonna laugh at ya, haha They're all gonna laugh at ya Yeah, uh, haha (Yo, oh, God) Haha (Feedin
Yeah, it's time, baby It's time to speak the truth, maturity Niggas gotta evolve to let niggas know the real Call yourself real, ya gotta start speakin
Baby, if you wit' it, just clap yo' hands Stop playin' girl, back that ass up and Spend that cash dog, drink the Henny and Freak that girl like you tryna
Yeah, uh, yeah, loyalty She was sixteen maybe seventeen, uh Who you gonna trust? And life goes on (2002) The timin' ain't me it's like, please goin' through
Slow motion, baby Tell you what I see through these eyes All we do is speak the truth, yeah Shit is realla then real, yeah Shit is realla then real, ain
Yeah, uh You know what this is The fat gangsta Maybe it's the TS chain (I got 'em right) Maybe it's that Escalade (Come get 'em right) Maybe it's the
Whoo, friendly day in the neighborhood Birds is chirpin' (Hi neighbor) Niggas walkin' they dogs, ha ha, watering they flowers That's my neighborhood,
Uhh, yeah uhh, yo uh, you know who rule this shit This city is mine I blaze up like Diddy and Shyne Anybody want beef with the D.O.N Guaranteed it would
Hey, we back, my nigga Chink Santana Murder Inc., Terror Squad Boy you keep on turnin' me Love the way you turn me on Got me feelin' all alone Love the
Yeah, Joe crack the don, Ton' Sunshine, terror Terror squad, it's our time, yeah, hand it over Yo, what, yeah Yeah, mami just like that, bend down, grab