I wonder why Why do everything have to happen to me I wonder why Why do everything have to happen to me Well, I'm blue and I'm lonesome My heart is filled
I wonder why Why do everything have to happen to me Yes, I wonder why Why do everything have to happen to me Well, I'm blue and I'm lonesome My heart
Traduction: BB King. Pourquoi choses m'arriver.
I wonder why Why do everything have to happen to me I wonder why Why do everything have to happen to me Well, I'm blue and I'm lonesome My heart is
test these niggas from the S-C-T, C-L-E? We got heat! Y'all know what happened to the thief when the king catch him stealin', got his hands in the cookie
it Why you tryna do what you already know that I'm the king with it And, you don't wanna come behind me with it bro Uggh, I killed this shit I ain't
Benzino and got the cover of The Source Feel me? If not then I guess you gotta kill me But you ain't gon' do that so motherfucker move back While I do B
with Reggie Noble, New Jersey drive I make it happen homie, I take you back when I was wearin pony And the older niggas be snappin on me How many rapper know me
with is horse and jung And of course youll become a corpse if you fucking with me The 44 caliber killer don't tussle with me I been to war couple of
bring wit me, is the niggas who hang with me They smoke and drank and slang with me So they'll bang with me Know if they came with me, that they dyin
have life People don't know me over the time B They don't wanna know me, they wanna know my G's Le I quit, things ain't the same no more But I'ma do my
do, Syndicate, tonight, what you wanna do? (Party!) Randy Mac in the place to be, what you wanna do? (Party!) Nat The Cat, you're in the house tonight, what you wanna do
fire, fire flame Put me on the track and I'm a really let a motherfucker feel it When I do it, how I do it, what I do If a nigga really want to test (
next to me and possibly sex me Then slip Ecstasy inside a nigga's Pepsi Money'll never amount to respect, B And you don't wanna test me 'cause God blessed me
for 6 joints holdin down this flat Latin Kings do they things, ice pick for gats tryin to lay my garbody gats all on they back but never that.... yo..Q-B
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