All the years we gambled All the years you lied All the hopeless dreamer All the dreams, all the dreams that died All the years we wasted All the years we tried All
end this way. All the years we wasted All the years we tried. All the restless hours. All the times we cried. All the years we gambled. All the years you lied. All
Traduction: Chicago. Toutes les années.
All the years we wasted All the years we tried. All the restless hours. All the times we cried. All the years we gambled. All the years you lied. All the hopeless dreamers. All
s at the mother blues tonight 63rd to southshore We're cruising in the Dyna-Flo Ain't no way they let us play, but then they might Fourteen years not
When I hit Minnesota, That kid from Brooklyn wear The Vikings or the Timberwolves from Garnett's rookie year And in Milwaukee I had to pimp it and go back 20 years
living in America with the Springer show! [Marquis] At the sound of the bell that goes Aw Hell!, Another knock down, another video sale All problems solved, all
block we still praaayyy) That's my block for sure And all the other blocks around this motherfucker ... Houston, Florida, St. Louis, Tennessee, Miami, Chicago All y'all
chicago in 1941 I was born in chicago in 1941 Well My father told me Son you had better get a gun Well my first friend went down when I was 17 years
all my niggas recruitable Type of nigga to torture your ass, stick some shit in your cutical Wait a minute, let me talk to all my niggas at hand Im'a
your lies So cut the shit, cause its startin to draw flies You're played like my five-year old's newborn toys Don't know shit about Chicago, but I could
California with Sunset Boulevard Johannesburg would be Miami Somalia like New York With the most pretty light The nuffest pretty car Ever New Year the
could talk, yeah, We learned to speak And one year has gone by Such a long long road to seek it All we did was break and freak it We had all That lovers
it. There was the ooh-wah ballad, you know, with the high falsetto and the grunting bass and all that stuff. That type. There's a Chicago blues type
