in every city, with the girls and with the booze It don't matter how far I go cause I always come home to you I keep falling in love in every city,
all right Well I like the music I like weather I wanna live here some day This song goes out to all the people and the city I love New York city tonight
as see-through can be And when the party ends, you're sweating in sheets The city has left you alone You cycle on fast-forward through The strangers
Traduction: Left Alone. New York City.
Traduction: Left Alone. City To City.
every city, with the girls and with the booze It don't matter how far I go cause I always come home to you I keep falling in love in every city, with
and lobster style You see me dressed up proper in crocodile Crock awhile I leave alone, unofficial is not your style My innger vision is this plush life living, me escaping the inner city
na (You?re alright) Na na na na na na na And I moved out of the city To start a family of my own And when I look into my daughter's eyes And I don?t feel so alone
dogia hope i dont run into one time, No perticular destination i jus wanna roll, Dont wanna talk i left all of my cell phones at home, All i need is 15 pounds of leave me alone
what they going through, they gon give me mine A ton and a half, of leave me alone Coming at me your members too nervous, to come see me alone Where the
my best, to keep it real And pay dues [Z-Ro] Extra extra read all about it, I'm going crazy Ro raging with motherfuckers smoking, going eighty Miles per hour, pass up the city
things, that's on my mind When I be sliding by, in my city (in my city) It's the things, that's on my mind When I be sliding by, in my city (in my city
Ro on the stretcher Can't I breed in peace, won't y'all leave me alone Like Makavelli I close my eyes and picture home Bout a Mo City block, a place that
becomes a soldier I'm pimping a pen from living in sin, so niggaz like my song Chef Ro-V up in the kitchen, so these cluckers like my stones Mo City Texas
, hit nice Brits The babes with the skinny waist and wide hips Ain't just a pretty face with nice tits She's on to me left well alone What a pace, Scarface
We had an apartment in the city Me and Loretta liked living there It'd been years since the kids had grown A life of their own Left us alone John
bedroom praying for money we never think would she be dead soon Am I wrong for wishing I was somewhere else at 13 can't feed myself Can I blame daddy 'cause he left