sbires. Saches que ce a quoi j'aspire, c'est ce que les miens respirent. Refrain (x4) : "...I make music for my people...." "...cause that's my people
les sbires. Saches que ce a quoi j'aspire, c'est ce que les miens respirent. Refrain (x4) : "...I make music for my people...." "...cause that's my people
Traduction: Ntm. C'est mon peuple ...
faut qu'tu pige que les petit prodige les agent deniche bien donc tes pas tout seule et faut qu'tu t'bouge car les coach y s'en foute des loozer et des
Unaffected by they threats than get busy on they ass See that?s how that Chi-Town made me That?s how my daddy raised me That glittering may not be gold
deaded the past, so that basically resurrected my cashflow I might rap tight as the snatch of a fat dyke Though I ain't wrapped tight My blood type's the '80s! My '90s
that I drink to thaaaaaaaat. Life's too short to be sittin' round miserable People gon' talk whether you doing bad or good, yeah Got a drink on my mind and my
-t-t-treat her (treat her) So silly boy get out my face (my face) Why do you like the way regrets taste? So silly boy get out my hair my hair (get outta
that we're done Two keys back to my place we were havin no fun But your not ok telling me you miss my face I remember when you would say you hate my waist
me going But now it's time to go Curtain's finally closin That was quite a show Very entertainin But it's over now (But it's over now) Go on and take
control No one will ever know Live in lies and breed with eyes That just wait now Oh me, oh my, my friends I've said too much I've met my end But I'
been watching you Like a hawk in a sky That flies, and you were my prey (my prey) Boy, I promise you If we keep bumpin? heads And you know that one