going to pull me down It?s somewhere I don?t want to go, it?s okay You think I?m indestructible, it?s going to pull me down You think that I?m a miracle
Traduction: Face To Face. Aok.
make a buck boy You gotta be a teasin' whore say yeah yeah! I need it all baby Thats no lie I need a lover with an alibi I want to fall Into a love so
avec ses fleches {au Refrain} A toi la fille fanee qui craignait tant de voir le loup Qui ne fus pas malmenee par un amant trop jaloux A vous les Don
have a pinch?) So what you say (What do I say?) Baby tell me what?s your name (Treach, you wanna play?) Will it be o.k. (Guaranteed a.o.k.) Let me take
the caterz K, C's, dem men, and dem hataz [?] Real sharp on my thing like a razor blade come clean like a shape up So guess I got a game of tape up But
have maybes that's why they call it hood Now let's pretend like I ain't got a name Before they ever called me B.o.B or a.k.a Bobby Ray I'm talking back
from the caterz K, C's, dem men, and dem hataz [? ] Real sharp on my thing like a razor Blade come clean like a shape up So guess I got a game of tape
a tough ho, or a soft ho? (That's right) Are you a big ho, or a little ho? (Lil' teenie weenie) A domestic ho, or an international ho? A rich ho, or
South) It's going down in the South, (going down in the South) [Big Boss:] It all started with a tour of the B.C., to a half of the O.G. Some dudes still fish swear, in a
up in my face Cause they got, a little cheese I'ma be on my way, to pay one of these days Ready to bust, one of these A to the K's Can't even count, how
when we dump Street pain is a motherfucker guard me without a dot It's like a murder scene without a victims hotter, ?selmzyne? Like my face can't place
the car We in the club, running up a fat run at the bar Puffing plex, anybody get a punch to the jaw No soda water, got a pint doing it raw And everyday
heard this and heard that About them O-U-T Lawz Some of them soldiers got shot Some of them soldiers fell off f**k yall now everybody tied to us Hollering out a ni**a
congregation so full of thug faces Momma gave a ni**a breath, a life of stress I invest in a vest and makin ni**az watch they every step Label me a threat
faces Shed tears as we bury niggaz close to heart What was a friend now a ghost in the dark, cold hearted bout it Nigga got smoked by a fiend, tryin to
