friendship will be one that lasts forever and you know i will always be there for you when i saw you, and you told me, i knew you'd always BE THERE
Traduction: Over My Dead Body. Be There.
(feat. Paul Cain) [Fabolous (FAB) (DJ Clue):] Ladies and Gentlmen its my pleasure to present to you (My pleasure) (Yeaaa, Yeaaa) Street Family (Ah Ha
the wind... Don't let the days escape what I did brings more of them And we'll be waiting just for them Over my dead body over the search they lead
It's alright [Trae] I swear, deep down I be sinkin The same things over and over they never get better I miss my niggaz, rain fallin 9 times out of 10
me Fuck fabricated, and commercializing I'ma bring my block, to MTV Show love, and do all I can For all my people, and all my fans But motherfuckers, be
flame Got re-gather my nuts, and make these hoes recognize my fucking name I'm ready to give up the ghost, and my first mind said close your eyes But my
more But the only thing I really seem to understand, is murda mo' They tell me keep my trigga finger easy, I'll open up your body Too many casualties around here, dead bodies
have it shoot me in front of mom, shoot me in my casket there they go foes are goin frantic fighting over my dead rotting body 'til I get up in ya area
got reds in my bed I get blues looking out of my window And we're never alone, there's a tap on the phone And my pillow Let me go home (There's a girl
to all my misery, is there a close? I suppose that's why I murder my foes, when thugs cry [Chorus] [2Pac over Chorus] I shed tattooed tears for years for my dead homeboys and my
at my chest much too young to bite tha bullet hand on tha trigga I see my life before my eyes each time I pull it I hope I live to be a man must be part
be alive. Everyday I try my best to not get completely overwhelmed with you being gone. Please tell me how to be strong. Because everyday I am so worried I could lose you. There
twins Dead fetuses fallin out all over, Jack is back again The Rippers at your service, girl I can see that your nervous But I barely scratch the surface, like my
my charm 'bout as big as your palm And why the diamond chain I wear as 'bout as long as your arm You tell me, how many diamonds in my bezel There's one
m tellin' you a bunch of shit that isn't true Now I warns you, that I was only bluffin' Look at you girl ya gettin' jealous over nothin' What I mean is ya gonna be
really want my full attention? Sometimes my mind (intertwine) with the tenth dimension I see you inchin to my ride, tired, rest them legs Soon as you open up your mouth (uhh) there
body, I have no heart I have no soul I don't care if you're young if you're old Here's my mission, I'm out to get them, those who be slippin Creepin, while they be
