want this here Then switch your gears You gotta b-b-bring it on You gotta b-b-bring it on You gotta b-b-bring it on You gotta b-b-bring it on Come on
Traduction: Angel. Bring It On.
We won?t say goodbye This is not the end we know Truly all who live must die But not all who live Have truly been alive So, I will celebrate your life
cant take it U know i cant fake it [background] no i cant take it No i cant take it No no [Kardinal] My girl turn it around and cut it out And
your flows and they watched your interviews That's when hip hop if it's not ten of you Then it gotta be more, y'all left your paws Footprints on the
it crunk-a-lating between us I'm saying You on the brink of bubble-lating, your body's displaying And I'm a spitter on the come up been patiently waiting
praying Damn it's out of hand, balling out of control I love the fame and the fortune, but I sold my soul Bring it back Lord, help me bring it back,
on on the game whenever they play They piss in the pool, And they fart on the elevator Then look you in the face, Like they think you did it They hate
shit this the south side, got a fat dick on your mouth wide I've come to take outside, nah do it right here Hop out later owning on everybody's home that
hold you That?s a chance I?ll take Baby I?ll stay, Heaven can wait No, if the angels took me from this earth I would tell them bring me back to her It
plant the vermin because she needs it so how long must we fold by hand the nuns are burning wheels again dent of mattress to make it bare come clean
know where a traget is, And I'm shoppin like I dont know where a Target is, swear a niggas draws be on some stupid Neiman Markus shit (Stupid Neiman Markus shit) Bring
This ain't no game, ain't a damn thing changed Cause I came, to bring the pain Glock ass still fits, running on they head while they play it, I rise up
if he's not back on the dot It's so astounding as he falls through the door He takes his lunch and passes out on the floor Oh it's not his fashion Usually
(feat. Outlawz) [Chorus 2X: 2Pac] M.O.B., nigga 'cause we mob on you tricks and you know we keep it money over bitches [2Pac] Thugs known to bust on
and all the sound Where the water exits high and leaves forgiven It goes on and on and on Wait wait! Can i get it back from this? Unfold the lives, a
Cent] I been patiently waiting for a track to explode on (Yeah!) You can stunt if you want and ya ass'll get rolled on (It's Fifty!) If it feels like
affiliates be rippin it illin it adrenaline spendin and killin shit Chorus [Fredro Starr] Yo, yo I'm on some other shit, run up on your mother shit