you just don't cry Leaves they fall you know you're never gonna sweep em all And weeds they grow and peeking out all through the grass and snow You sure wish you
Übersetzung: You Am I. Weeds.
Situations when I ain't know if I am die or not So you don't gotta ask me why I act like I act But if you hating' on me I'd be forced to react I had shot
all means, whatever it takes to get green I do 'cause I wanna bling - I wanna bling bling (Hook [B.G.]) I got to bounce, nigga Bounce like you just flipped
.] I'ma lil' nigga that will down you Let off fifty rounds at you and If you fake I don't want to be no where around you I'ma Head Buster, Tru Hustler
men, only throw out when I'm bent I'm a P.N.C. rider, Frequent Mile flyer Down on my side, called me up, you want the fire And I tour you through the
funny But I say I'm a gutter bitch and I won't change for money I ain't a little girl I'm out here on my own And the decisions I made they turnt me to
for ya Slang for ya Mais j'reste original for ya And I go? Refrain I got (a lot of skills dans mes baggys boy) I got (beaucoup de jaloux around me) I am
me from here? Can you see me, hoe? Picture me rollin And all you punk police -- can you see me? Am I clear to you? Picture me rollin nigga, legit
me I'll be livin this life I know you feel me There's So Much Pain [Chorus: Butch Cassidy {Styles P.}] I'ma solider 'till I die {I'ma die a thug} Keep
You don't work, you don't fuck, you don't, you don't do a goddamn thing I see death around the corner, gotta stay high while I survive In the city where
for some Jordan's, cause they dope I got a girl and I love her but she broke too And so am I, I can't take her to the place she wanna go to So we argue
you at?, where you at? Where my real thugs? Where you at?, where you at? Where my real thugs? Where you at?, where you at? Where my real thugs?
a word to those that robbed me I'll murder you Then I, run a train on Mobb Deep Don't fuck with me Nigga you barely living Don't you got sickle
you just bring me your friends.. (cash makin hoes) Why you trickin on them other hoes? Let's be friends [2pac] I met you and I stuttered in passion Though
What am I giving how I'm living what I'm giving up You can take my life and I don't give a fuck Cause I'm the trouble most coming from the west coast
be deceased I'm movin you stupid bitches, vicious telekenesis Am I reachin your brain? Nigga how can I explain? How vicious this Thug motherfucker came When I die, I
Will I live to see tommorrow, am I fallin off? I hit the weed and then proceed to say fuck all of y'all Ain't nobody down with me I'm thuggin, I can'
