you And I'm not looking for appraise But I was looking for something that I can deface Goodbye babe When you're blue 'tis so rare You're so easy to love But there's
Well, I can't get the devil Outside of me, outside of me No, I can't get the devil Outside of me, outside of me But I hate the world and everything I
Strangers in my backyard Selling you beliefs Danger in my empire Trouble on the streets And I don't want to modernize And I don't want to rearrange I
Well you could do better than to treat me like you do You could do better to remember who you're talking to Yeah I'm the one you held first Yeah I'm
If I didn't have a mind We could love like actors do I'd tell you lines you want to hear Act the way you want me to We could live behind the screen We
a million times before Lord, it's so hard to keep your head When you've got everything to lose And baby just brings bad news As she goes running through Lord, it's
Something in the way we touch You hold my hand but hold back so much Some things change and some things don't Something I can't put my finger on baby
Don't you know you're such a fool To keep on acting like you do Don't you know you're such a fool To keep on acting like you do You're a fool to play
Trying to find where trouble ends I've found out, it's in your friends People looking for success Think it comes in cash and checks I know love don't
to shoot your gun so straight? oh baby, won't you cry? show me there are some tears behind your eyes oh baby won't you cry? show me there's a hurt
Traduction: One Tree Hill Soundtrack. 22-20s - Shoot Your Gun.
Traduction: BO. Tirez Your Gun - 22-20s.
Traduction: 54 BO. Tirez Your Gun - 22-20s.
:] Its goin' down Funk Flex Big Truck Series Part One Don't forget Funkmaster Flex Celebrity Car Show baby At the Meadowlands Convention Center September 8 its gonna be ugly 20s and 22s
die for her father I-20 is a street nigga better recognize we aint gotta go our sides We can doit it in tha filth [Chorus: I-20 (Chingy) repeat 2x]
need Perelli's to look mean on 22s Stash box, Xbox, laptop, fax machine, phone Bulletproof this bitch and I'm gone 2003 Suburban swerving, too many sips of Henny The D's
Verse 1:] I shoot the dice, I holler get'em girls, daddy need new shoes Daddy need Perelli's to look mean on 22's. {Whoooo! } Stash-box, Xbox, laptop,
up all my chickens They flyin' over Pacific to be specific Triple C's you know it's back we holdin' sacks So nigga go on rat, run and tell 'em that Mo
