mi alma se elevo Llevandome hasta el sol. Nada es mas fiel que esta pasion Que brilla dentro de mi ser por ti. Real, por ti, real.
Traduction: A.n.i.m.a.l. Real.
Hoy mi alma se elevo Llevandome hasta el sol. Nada es mas fiel que esta pasion Que brilla dentro de mi ser por ti. Real, por ti, real.
how I see 'em From A.M. to the P.M. It's Young Baby Bash from a hustle Mus-l-i-m I spit caps I spit caps And send a hoe, to the track, in Iraq [Repeat
we was at sea I would not be a boat Cause I would go deep Yes down deeper low Right next to the P like L M N O There is no expression No word or phrase
now what I look like, son I'm from brooklyn, What it look like, I get it cause I got it, I got it so I get it I gave shawty some until she said oh I get
em They Looking At A Pimp Funny I'm Katt Williams Money Mike, I Gets Money On The Mic And Some Say I'm Wild'n Out Bargadi Styling Out, Pushing Seven Digits
ladies ?? I'm in love with my red 6, and got a crush on a navy Caddy I like'em deepcut, bust, with crazy fatties They be wishin' I was just, they baby daddy I'm
[Chorus - Trae] I kno-oow I'm a gangsta dogg I sho-oow I'm a gangsta dogg I kno-oow I'm a gangsta dogg I sho-oow I'm a gangsta dogg [Verse 1 - Z-Ro]
[Chorus:] I got my hands in my pocket My hats real low I'm to kool to dance I just rock [x3] I'm on the edge of the dance flo Drank in my cup I'm to kool
I'm solo (so low) and so broke Saving up for some Jordan's, cause they dope I got a girl and I love her but she broke too And so am I, I can't take
enemies Y'all know how we do it [Verse Three] I be the Young N-O, to the B-L-E Last name O-U-T-L-A-W-Z M-A-R was the for starters, flee the whole cartridge
a drum roll Holla at Skillz about a purchase Your writing's worthless, recycling wack verses And that shit is unoriginal and sloppy But what do I expect from a
I be going hard, bitch I'm going hard I just hit the mall You just swipe the card I'm with a couple latin broads I just do menage Fuck oyu other guys
get killed fa sheezy while I'm sneakin through them people forty four bags and them people in that M-A-G-N-O dish it out or get from round L-I-A uptown
how I go wild. Now you playin' with a fully-grown man, with a fully-blown plan, with a fully-loaded clip. I'm a go up in your shit. I don't play with
. Little glory, that's my man. I'll be damned! If I comin' through, I'm runnin' with my pistol. Weren't for Moses, I'm a die but I'm a come back with'
