the world is so cold (I been) Hangin' on the corner Hey hey hey ! I got nothing to do And I got nothing to lose Hangin, hangin' on the corner Wasting
Traduction: Blood For Blood. Hanging On The Corner.
the corner Cuff Khakis creased, please call a corner Cut quarters and quarters, and kept it banging Blue both fat laces, bandanas hanging Bodies on extra tight, for
niggas, that I want to act surely Everybody wanna live, let the early bird get the worm Run up in the corner store bright early Even though I be hanging
these things since the days of elementary Now tell me what you need when you see me I'm stackin G's, buyin all the things on TV, believe me I got some killers on
Some of you suckers is rottin, plottin on what I got And then you wonder why I shot him (boo-ya!) Stop givin game for free, you wanna hang with me like
' up daily? Until a me murda them all, I'm never gon' fall So I'ma murda them baby Get 'em up wid me thugs, See 'em on the corner and they slangin' them
, keep it ruthless, Mo Thugs Little Layzie ya big boss, wanna floss on this Gotta make that cheese, yeah nigga we gettin 'em [Krayzie] [It's on on on
(Eminem - 4X) I'll shit on you Da da da da I'll shit on you I will shit I'll shit on you Girl you know I'll shit on you Bitch or man I'll shit on you
her for seven hours through California And have her wavin at people (Hi!) Then drop her off on the corner at the police station and drive off honkin the horn for
realize Verse 2: Seh on the corner watch out on how u hang out pon di corner A straight drive by mi si a gwaan pan di corner On the corner di yuths
for a kiss upon her shoulder It's never over, all my riches for her smiles when I slept so soft against her... It's never over, all my blood for the sweetness
on the other side chorus And we all get a taste for blood tonight Coz we've all had a taste of love And we all get a taste for blood tonight For love
for a kiss upon her shoulder It's never over, all my riches for her smiles when i slept so soft against her It's never over, all my blood for the sweetness
harp on the table, that's a crayon in his hand. And the corners of the blueprint are ruined since they rolled far past the stems of thumbtacks that still throw shadows on