always have the shows No, i'm not sorry for a damn thing Don't take this away from me When it's time, we'll know it And take it coast to coast Our past
Traduction: Hit The Lights. Coast To Coast.
Originally by Elliott You're earth bound and I'm injured, We move too fast to remember in the drive onto me. Drive onto me, drive onto me We carved
Let's leave these lives tonight You can find us by the trail of our insides They were left at the scene of the crime We've tampered with evidence Finger
Fountains and flourescent lights. When season has come the snowbirds have crowded the nights. And old townies are tired of their beaches and bars being
I see the light bouncing off your cheeks But tonight I got these urges to taste you like you wouldn't believe Could be the night with the color of your
ll always have the shows No, i'm not sorry for a damn thing Don't take this away from me When it's time, we'll know it And take it coast to coast Our
(feat. Jaime Lacey) I found how to get to her now I'll whisper in her ear when shes asleep And beg her to love me When the morning comes she'll never
I Write That Spit So Much Crack The Feds Got The Mic Tapped. Yeah Holla At Me PERCISE GANG! YA BOY! I Suggest You Keep Me Healthy West Coast West Coast
4's and chop Can't let these haters take what I got Blue and frail, fresh out the shop Some gone bop, the lighters gone light That's why I keep glocks
Bow down to death row Three wheel motion Coming through coasting Who's that nigga in the g-ride Screaming out m.o.b Nigga we ride I hit the charts
hit Urban legend, dirty third still reppin Still double-S to bumrush your session I get it dirty and burn ya just a nigga in a skirt Drinkin Squirt, punk duck, hit
? I'm outta town until the coast is clear Enough dope to last a year They got me running from the police, nowhere to go With the lights out, rollin down
Down] Yeah I'm gon' say it's all about you but you know I'm lyin though, hah! Yeauhh [2Pac] You probably crooked as the last trick; want it light
motherfuckers fittin to feel the south Shut your mouth, shut your do you little freak ass hoe I'm bout tired of all this damn east and west coast shit
Walk, The Way I Flow From Around Here, Nigga Mid-West Where The Weed Ain't The Best But We Came Up, Now We Get Flew From The West Coast, (West Coast
blow me Use to seat in nose bleeds Now we on the floor seats Watching Lil Wil TNT Want to show me All the cameras flashing Every time we step out No mo commercial lighting
