another way to turn your back Your back to me Hearts with lonely sounds like Hearts with love that goes If you're gonna go Don't look at me Hearts like lovely burning Hearts
Traduction: The Gun Club. Hearts.
get blown just listen at my cd cuz i live in my songs (VERSE 1) Im just living my life Not worried bout no money or no women tonight, just rollin in something foreign with my gun
I truly doubt it I guess you got a problem with affection, kinda loose with the love Gettin freaky with the thug niggaz up in the club Ask to buy you
so I'm more than a fantasy, you head strong girl but ya heart could never handle me. I ain't no killa ass nigga but I keeps a gun. I ain't the pimpinest
remember that little nigga when he was just a young lad Nobody thought he make it up outta the hood, before the gun blast (gun blast) 'Cause Johnny wanted
this muthafucka Nigga I'm rollin', and ain't leavin' this muthafucka untill somebody dead! And even though we know niggas bust back. Big bullets givin' muthafuckas heart
It's an everyday thang when you let ya nuts hang, Gotta make ya grandas each daily man Them Cleveland hustlaz neva no bustaz thug to the heart We niggas
't proud of And in a weak moment I might Walk you sissy dog, hold your purse at the mall But remember, I'm still a guy And I'll pour out my heart, hold
wish she had Louis and a card in decline) She had school with no aid, no HIV Hope you don't get in the club with that fake ID Why would you hurt somebody
(She out of her mind, I wish she had Louis and a card in decline) She had school with no aid, no HIV Hope you don't get in the club with that fake ID
for the blind to see Easter Surely now can all of your hearts be free What will you do? Make a stone of your heart? Will you set things right When you
at? Kane got the fuckin beat jumpin like a jumpin jack But you know me, I get on this bitch and have a heart attack Hip-Hop, I'm the heart of that, nigga
walk, me say if yu nu hear we man bumbaclat talk Jamaica anywe unu de, shot up yu nine ca we a represent, YU KNO [Chorus 1] Jamaicans lif up yu nine, two gal inna di club
you want it I like the way you give it girl Your mouth is dry, Your heart is beating faster You wanna die, you?re too afraid to ask her She pops the gun
thing I want or the thing I need "Now everybody in the club stand still like a rubber-band filled with Government bills" "Now everybody in the club
