, you're all I know Say goodbye to memories 'Cause I have said so long Say goodbye to all our dreams It's time now to move on And on and on I've tried
And girl your all I know Say goodbye to memories Cause I have said so long Say goodbye to all our dreams It's time now to move on And on and on I've
Traduction: Run Run Kid. Move On.
me And girl your all I know Say goodbye to memories Cause I have said so long Say goodbye to all our dreams It's time now to move on And on and on I
put 'em on... [Voice Echoey] I put'em on... [Chorus x2] [x4]C'mon, C'mon, ya gotta put me on, (You gotta put me on) [x4]You gotta put me on... (
and pray (And I'm kill 6 of your niggas, 6 different ways And we still got exza of rhymes) Still gangsta (Try to run up on the guy, that send your legs
like it, I bet I'll make him run I bet these bitches be tripping over the way I run through em like socks Like them old niggas run through throw away
or the honey here's dead" Deep in his heart he knew he was wrong So he let the lady go and he starts to run on Sirens sounded, he seemed astounded Before
"Look kid, no need for static" Punched him in his belly and he gave him a slap But little did he know the little boy was strapped The kid pulled out
another bitch to get it on 'Cause now is the time so stop the bullshit C'mon, baby, we can do this! [Fresh Kid Ice] As you move your body, the shit
(Tupac) Under Pressure Yeah, Babyyy When tha pressures on... Thug Life when it's on it's on (Tupac) One of these days i'll learn don't fuck with
Two very bloody bodies on the streets A nosey ass cop and a nigga that robbed from me Run from your backup punk, how you figure? My finger's on the trigger
, and I'm thinkin that my game's so strong Pat myself on the back and move on Is this just how it is hell no Cuz she came back with the kid and yo I been
Hurricane In a ill Herringbone I got 'um swingin' Heroine I shoot a nigga in a heartbeat I ain't no chump Then you can run Forrest run retard when I dump
ride on 'em! - Then they ride on 'em! Get the line on 'em and squeeze the .9 on 'em! Head shot, .40-Glock blow his mind on him They say ain't not a jooks
Pick a island on the map, I been to it Shorty wan' try anal, her friends do it Wrists rocked up shinin, flawless diamonds You could hardly see the face on
and sweet I put my heart out to the sounds of the drums and the beat I put my life on the line when I'm out on the street Put my teflon on and roll with
