a little game I liked to crawl back in my brain I think you know the game I mean I mean the game called 'Go Insane' Now you should try this little game
Fordítás: The Doors. A Little Game.
before But still I ball like no tomorrow Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote You starin' straight into a barrel of hate, terrible fate Not even a slim chance to make a
means a little more to me. Dedicating time when I really cant afford to be. I provide protection if you open up the door for me. Couple stares, couple
, they deep throat to lay with me I reminisce how I miss a stare in this space Resort to the lips of a stripper, sprayin' their face Lampin' in a mansion
man talking about Hummers and little cars That only fit in his little house little garage His lifestyle is just a little mirage He the type of cat that
CRAZY) It's a slizzel nizzel fa shizzel (OH THAT'S CRAZY) On the wizzel fa dizzel (OH THAT'S CRAZY) I do a verse for a sweat suit and a G (OH THAT'S CRAZY
sizes of door knockers Three headed for my chest straight, the other two Came a little late, and just barely missed my face I'm trying to find a steady
children gone be searching for their dear ol' daddy They found his headless body tied up in a dark alley It's cold like ice and snow on a nigga soul For bricks or snow, niggaz will fuck you like a dirty hoe Kick yo' door
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm a little pawn still in your game And you ignore my advances
Bang, bang, bang, bang baby, Bang, bang, bang. Oh Mhm, oh mhm, Oh mhm, mhm, mhm. Unleash the freak, go crazy I'll be honest lady, My thoughts are wrong And just a little
layin there, lookin at the motel door Hand on your strap, some beautiful whore You fuckin relaxed, fell a fuckin sleep bad move Big game take little game
mix Crime smarts searching hard for some new street tricks I think I'll join a gang, sling a little cane Put a beeper on my belt and get myself a name
? Rolled up, rolls cut, drop with the doors up I'm on my grind shawty, don't block my shine shawty Wait a minute, wait a minute, chill a little, sit a
a nigga his jump cost me more I'd a took that ass whoopin' out for sure Now think before I risk my life Take them chances to get my stripes A nigga put
still remember my name? Could you still remember my name? In the pop game Living in the pop game In the pop game I?ve gotta admit, I?ve changed a bit
