Traduction: Aussi vite que. Tous Ces Mots.
me behind I want to reconcile and I even wait awhile but you're too different now [chorus:] all these words can mean no harm and all these words can kill all
I die I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal) I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal) Royce [Royce Da 5'9":] My whole goal as
take all these things and we bury them fast And we'll pray that they turn into seeds, to roots and then grass It'd be all right, it's all right, it'd
but more Rich Porter type, a small giant, nigga we not at all alike, the shit you just discoverin I been doin all my life. Y'all niggas call it ballin
Cause you can only chase something that you haven?t caught If there?s a summertime in hell, it?s not as hot You empty clip niggas aint got a shot These
yeah, uh, yo We your favorite gangstas, favorite gangstas (do better both) Before these slugs sink hitters, weighs like anchors We don't own clean guns (all
in the passenger lean I'm fastin my jeans, she hit the pipe just as fast as a fiend Then she hopped on your boy quick Went up, down, round and round, all
It's 4 am and im wide awake waiting for the thoughts to fade i flick a ring of all of my mistakes and as the light starts creeping in i slowly feel the
Always, got to show and prove yourself every single day Man this ain't living, nothing but drama all through the week And if they don't respect my words
you say Always, got to show and prove yourself every single day Man this ain't living, nothing but drama all through the week And if they don't respect my words
instigate and as soon as the get the tape It's dropped from my nigga life just as soon as they get the case Personally I ain't trippin' on all this rappin
Soon As I Get Home, Soon As I Get Home [Verse 1: 2Pac] Dear baby its me again, stuck inside this packed pen trying to pay my debt for all my sins See
nuts cut off Fuck 'em all what I scream as I dream in tongues Fuck a trick, get me rich and the bitches'll come Bust my gun, make 'em all scatter Bullets
't listenin. Stuck in positions. If victims can't stand the heat, Then stay the fuck out the kitchen. Have these bustas switchin, lookin at me mean. Itchin, givin suckas plenty space. Have these
do we get ahead To many young black brothers are dying Living Fast, too fast These felonies be like prophecies Begging me to stop Cuz These lawyers
. Time's movin' fast will I last another day? So I pray and I lay with my A-K. Did I sell my soul as a young kid? All the things I did Wishin' someone
