get rough But you're waitin' in line You can't make it with the down boys They don't hear a word you say You can't make it with the down boys Just stay
Traduction: La Voiture. Down Boys.
Traduction: Écarts de conduite avec Soundtrack Boys. Down In The Boondocks.
) Ride this beat beat beat (like a pony) Meet me at the top (top) top (Getting lonely) Who think they test me now? Run through your town I shut it down
all fatigues on, all black everything Black cards, black cars, all black everything And our girls are blackbirds, riding with they Dillingers I get more in-depth if you boys
look away, and still be peekin' at it She say "they come with painted faces tryna clown on you, how they under you but tryna talk down on you?" You see
my young boys to speak to me in code, cause its hard to tell, which niggaz leakin to the po's ( Yea Yea!) these boys in the hood, wanna creep me and
Send me a pose yeah send me something you wrote School of the hard knocks we don't like to boast Go down the road their cars are rolling stones Boys
we play And they down to shake that ass, when a real nigga say [Mussilini:] Gangstas, G's How many of us have niggaz, that's down in the streets From
waste, tears rollin down my face Cause my life is filled with hate Until I looked around me I saw nothing but family, straight up down for me Panthers
50 don't BACK DOWN Everywhere I go both coasts wit toast Eastside, Westside, I hold that MACK DOWN Every little nigga you see around me Hold a gun big enough to fuckin hold SHAQ DOWN
2,3} Money-Money I Got, Money-Money I Got (Yeah, I Run New York!) [Verse 1: 50 Cent] Come on man I'm hot now, drop now, top down I got style Been around
your cash'll get your mouth bloodied up Run in your house, real late, you and your wife buddied up I can't afford to rap about no cars with no 24's Shorties
"Just a day" he said down to the flask in his fist, "Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year." Here in town you can tell he's been down for
"Just a day", he sat down to the flask in his fist, "Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year." Here in town you can tell he's been down for
me! [Chorus:] i'm fancy huh! i'm fancy, huh! yeah, i'm fancy, huh! yeah i'm fancy huh! yacht club, jack pots, everything big, black cars, imports, none
Trapped him in his room, possessed him and hoist his bed Till the evilness flows through his blood like poisonous lead Told him each one of his boys is
coasters are flyin At Euclid Beach on the flying turns I'll bet you can't keep her smilin' Buy your girl a cotton candy while you're down on the ground
