1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4 Give me more lovin' than I've ever had Make it all better when I'm feelin' sad Tell me that I'm special even when I know I'm not Make
Fordítás: Sima fehér T. 1,2,3,4.
1,2 - 1 2 3 4 give me more lovin then i've ever had. make it all better when i'm feelin sad. tell me that i'm special even when i know i'm not. make
mothafuccin scru6 (volume) (x2) (Verse1) I pulled up in a 4 door porshe set trippin 3 younG dread head niGGas ridin wit me I don't think they like me
easily influenced by the niggas I'm around See that Aston Martin? When I start it hear the sound I ain't never graduated I ain't got no cap and gown But
hoes I playing, I ain't got time to joke, joke You fuck around, you could get your ass smoked Look, it's not a game, me B? I ain't playing Beat behind
) Tracks 1,2 & 3 from "The Thrash of Naked Limbs" e.p. Vile 37T. Tracks 4,5 & 6 from "I Am The Bloody
ain't knowin' 'bout the ins and the outs First get in, then you get out, don't be stuck at a standstill (You know to the 2, ah, 2-1) (I was thinkin')
TOLD HIM NO COMPREHENDE. 2 DUDES GOT HIM WACKED. CERTAIN NAMES I CAN'T SAY. STREETS WON'T HIRE HIM. HIM HAS NO RESAMAE. I AM NOT INDUSTRY CERTAIN GAMES I DON'T PLAY
can't hold me) You can never hold me down (you can't hold me) You can never hold me down (you can't hold me) C, C, Can't hold me Verse 1. This is
otha people retarted Cause u late 4 da class U can't learn off me U can't touch my swagg (Chorus:) G g g g go head and (x4) Won't tell a soul so jump up out yo clothes I won't
US, too much now throw it up Then I?m back up on it, sippin that tonic, baby fill my cup And ya don?t stop, git it, git it I say don?t stop, git it, git it Party don?t
don't make me draw ya pain They call me 'Sco, short for Rosco P. Coldchain Hey 'Rell this beat is.. (HOT!) [Verse 1: Pusha T] It go hot waist - Desert
DJ before the Ma$e song (yeah!) You play Clake Kent you better have your cake on (What!) Plenty homes Mansion many rooms My necklace, 2 ex's and 3
' out the club Fish scale tour Ain't what you thought it was This b*tch is sold out (4x) [Verse 1] This Yo Gotti Mic check 1, 2 I love you guys (white
Do the D.A.N.C.E. 1 2 3 4 fiest Stick to the B.E.A.T. Get ready to ignite You were such a plain white tee Catching all the lights Just easy as A.B.C.
denyin Man you ain't got to explain yourself, don't tell 'em playa, show 'em (show 'em) Then keep it movin G and act like you don't even know 'em That
Pac and Big, I gotta hip hop chick ask her who's better and she say they both the shit. She Sexy [x4] She Workin [x4] [Verse 1] I'm a slum dog millionaire