another day in the life of a loaded gun The odds get even, you name the game The odds get even, the stakes are the same You bet your life Just another
-- in the life of a loaded gun THE ODDS GET EVEN -- You name the game THE ODDS GET EVEN -- The stakes are the same YOU BET YOUR LIFE Just another
Traduction: Rush. You Bet Your Life.
wrapped in rubberbands What you selling blow again ? How she got you holding guns but you call that hoe your friend (feat. Trey Songz) You aint suppoused to bring her home, What you do? you
(feat. Mike Shorey) [Fabolous] Yeah, Uh I know I make you wanna leave the one you with But I ain't Usher Raymond I'm the kid that they rush to blamin
:] You're all a bunch of fucking assholes, you know why You don't have the guts, to be what you wanna be You need people like me, so you can point your
I catch you bastards slipping I'm leaving bodies in ditches, huh I bet that ass can pass it Your life span it ain't long, you in a casket, check it Niggas rushing your
you only know your glocks spittin Cops sittin', politicians pa*sin' laws you ain't knowin' Soon that money goin' be illegal when you got it Keep your dough up But I ain't goin' tell you
still got a lot of wisdom, to give to our first born [2Pac] What you gon' tell your kids nigga? Who was you? What was you doin? How did you put it down
hearted Head rush come on, we take the stage and what's up, it's on from midnight til daylight you best believe that we're sick tight you're cryin' bout your life
you tried to murder this nigga that's comin from the same turf as you's (NIGGA) what nerve of you's (NIGGA) Pissed cause your hustles ain't worth a shit
. Phyllis: You want me to wash your hair? While you, just hold the hamburger first, you know, while I wash your hair . . . Don: Do you want me to wash
swallowin gin Shorty sucked me out of my Timbs My bad, that's your wife? Fuck your life Anyway I heard you workin for vice You ain't real man you hide