last thing that she said And just before she turned the bed She said, "Well I could leave or stay Makes no difference either way", okay Well I could leave or stay
Traduction: La Voiture. Partir ou rester.
she pulled out all her magzaines she spread them out like chocolate dreams her eyes were shooting dagger beams she changed into her silk i stood there drinking milk i could leave or stay
) [Intro - DJ Clue] Yeah y'all This the Triangle Offense Ghetto Fab Paul Cain, Joe Buddens We all "Street Dreams" At one time or another Fast cars, cash
money They come with more problems I used to be Mac'ing but now I'm Steve Jobbin' man See you got 2 choices You can stay broke or grind Life is a bitch
prozac I'm so intact so I stay sharp My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls It's a war with the enemy Writing verses could be a freestyle or
A-S Where you can get good weed good drank, or even get put to rest Down here we rep the Screwed Up Click, or rep the Swishahouse And we don't play games we gon take aim, or
m spotted by jackers, I got my black backpack With the black mack in it, give me fifty feet or have your hat dented I just need a whole lot of, leave
the graveyard or max. security, prison you'll see G's Look at the homie's little girl, she ain't nothing but sixteen Trying to support three kids, so she stay
Either the graveyard or max. security, prison you'll see G Look at the homie's little girl, she ain't nothing but sixteen Trying to support three kids, so she stay
deuce to the pistol pad But I'm figgering that hoe, and she call me hurt Whatever take yourself, or the blood gon squirt Give me my money for shots or
to chill) Everybody talking 'bout Pac's life (It's Tupac the king) What do you know about Pac's life (What do you know? What do you know?) (Only real niggas stay
.) When I get dusted, I like to spread the blood like mustard Trust it, my hardcore rain leaves you rusted Move over Lucifer, I'm more ruthless, huh Leave
Jermaine:] Let's kick a little something out there for all them cars that be bumpin. uh uh uh MO wassup [chorus:] if you were the girl would you stay
to catch a nigga on a direct sale They say tell us who caught the body or you goin' to jail Look if you know the drill you stay the fuck outta dodge Say
[50 Cent] Yo, yo we can't stay alive forever So if shit hit the fan then we might as well die together I'm high as ever, more holes and more cheddar G