proved that I was wrong (chorus) If love should go, I want to be the last to know Don't say no, I'll believe a lie If love should go, I want to be the
Fordítás: The Streets. Ha szerelem kell mennie.
[Drake] Alright, well alright, I say I do it for the love Bunk bed flow, always one level above If Ii??m in ya starting five you will never need a sub
Go, go 'head Go, go, go 'head Go, go, go, go, go, go 'head Go, go, go, go, go, go 'head Oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh? Oh
go Don't go Above while: [Puffy] I'm just trying to get my money, right Don't fuck wit my money I won't fuck wit your money If you fuck with my money
BK, no such thing, it's dark The sun go down, the tool start to spark Outline in chalk, moms lift the part Cases handle in the street, motherfuck the court Shouldn
?s your chance to prove you love me It?s on and stubby, so hot, it?s feeling muggy Do you really know? There?s no way (No way) No way (No way) Nowhere to go
you love me. (No) It's on and stubby. So hot, it's feeling muggy. Do you really know? Chorus: There's no way No way (No) No Way No way (No) Nowhere to go
about half a million With all my niggaz, all my guns, all my women Next two years, I should see about a billion All for the love of drug dealin Got no love
should tell us, they can't touch us Why niggaz bring the ruckus? Because release day is bigger than Mandala's, motherfuckers Just some ghetto boys Livin' in these ghetto streets
ready for war Word up, our niggas is strapped, ready for war Niggaz wanted ill but my nigga get iller Streets full of hardcore stone-face killers One love
to send peace out to all my homeboys that kept it real And love to all my niggas that have died out here In this bullshit that we call the streets
I got mad love for the East coast, West coast, North and South We gonna sign this one off like this: Should I ill or do right? Make peace or go raw
that's a job But then we do it, they refuse it So I tell them duck suckers to cold go screw it We shouldn't sell out, we should just yell out And get
, all of my friends On the East and the West Coast Gotta let this drama go Okay, let me break it down, they got the one strike law You go in, you reach
to start Move in close cause here comes the dope part By the way, I'm the Taste, if tracks Could talk but they - but here go the facts Brace yourself, you shoulda
pocket That's right Damn, go on, get your ass out there and do something right quick for a player Yeah I love you, get your fucking ass out there I love
in but don't touch the phone ya heard me? money come money go i know but everytime i flow it's mo money fa sho ya heard me? in the street niggas sayin
