Traduction: Spice 1. Dans Mon Quartier.
Traduction: Warren G.. Dans Mon Quartier.
my neighborhood, that's where I belong. You're in trouble if you disagree with me. It's my neighborhood, that's where I belong, you find out why. It's my neighborhood
night, day after every day Whisper to me, what's in your aching heart This love you need is not very far Baby dry the tears from your eyes And take my
: (Chorus - David Wade) Nevermind what I do, stick to you Let me live, it?s my life (It?s my life, it?s my life) It?s what I go through everyday (I?m
s my neighborhood, that's where I belong. You're in trouble if you disagree with me. It's my neighborhood, that's where I belong, you find out why. It's my neighborhood
Why a man turn a bitch? that shit I'll never get If my name falling out your mouth (Stop that!) If my name falling out your mouth (I pop gats!) In the dayz of my neighborhood
s where it all began Here's where I heard that beat Here's where I tapped that tap With my natural rhythm feet In my simple humble neighborhood On my
by the road. That's how you know; that's how you know, You're in my neighborhood. In my neighborhood, There's nothin' ordinary about the regular folk. In my neighborhood
after night, day after every day Whisper to me, what's in your aching heart This love you need is not very far Baby dry the tears from your eyes And take my
(Chorus - David Wade) Nevermind what I do, stick to you Let me live, it?s my life (It?s my life, it?s my life) It?s what I go through everyday (I?m just
mon Half Ounce Millenium money Geah [EIHT] Who wanna ride with me and make some money-money? One-times is hot on my trails, ain't shit funny My mind
Slugs to your back if my clientele you jack Knick knack - patty wack, packs straps Patty-wack your own homie trying to cheat on craps From yo hood 2 my
like the way I get down like y'all live Check it out Y'all know the Bitch I need, nuthin but cash and weed Out of town trips, slips my cash with speed
raps, reminiscin' of days Good part is shot up while 'More Bounce' plays Missin the days sometimes, but keeps my eyes on the future Keep my hands on my
more time 'fore we hit the gat Got to dis 'em, food on my plate, blood on my hands Lesson number one if you plan for grands Follow my lead as we enter
now, cause I start to speak my mind I question the place of the ride and what time "Speak your mind one more time, you're through" They found a bullet that I stashed in my