Traduction: Smoke City. Cette chanson.
This song is in the sky with my dreams And spirits high Im singing, with your smile on my mouth In the air you float above my house You?re everywhere
(CHORUS) K.I.N.G. THe Mo City Don I Know You Heard About Me and This Mission Im On Not an R.A.T, Im Just Trying to live on, Not in a Penententary I\'d
summod years of calling God on this mobile phone if it wasn't for my life style I'd sing another song [Verse 3-singing] I wish that I could sing another song
a g on his grind Smoking nothing but pine, need no drama on my mind Pump your breaks, bet not disrespect the stop sign [Z-Ro] I'm out that Mo City
doin this shit for DJ Screw (HAY) Nigga, I'm doin this shit for Big Hawk (HAY) Nigga, I'm doin this shit for Big Steve Mafio-so (HAY) We doin this shit
sup Grace, it's your boy Den Den To jump on this track with you boys, you know I'm tal'n bout It's all about the 3rd baby 3rd coast, yeah I got this [
is right But it's hard to focus when killers try to murder me every night I guess this life is really hard now, fiending for the day that this war stops
(Mexican D) What's up baby, Mexican D hollering this Just getting back with you, told you we was gone chill Come through, blow something, smoke something
's my turn to be blowing Yeah singing my song You think you know me Think again Who's your friend Who put this freak flag in the mail Why you sending me this
to the 15th? (See you at the crossroads, crossroads...) [Wish] Aw man, we touched alot of people with this one! [Wish] A whole lotta people with this
from the 1st to the 15th? Oh man, we touched alota people with this one {see you at the crossroads, crossroads} A whole lota people with this one {see
), let's smoke, I got to get high I been high since the last song (off that la, la, la, la, la, la, la) And i just been smokin' and smokin' Smoke another
of money 1995 we really let 'em know, Cleveland is the city where we come from Brought styles muthafuckas never heard before But we never got our props 'til we dropped that said song
it Long as they can go to the club and get blitz Pick up some chicks and get some digits And the DJ's playing them hits Oh this my jam, this my shit We
bi doo ah ... Ram bam bi doo ay ... Roll one for me brother, eighteen inches long, And we can lay down here by the riverside, Smoking and singing this song
and acted all non-nonchalant she smoked her lavender cigarette reading the future that lay in my hands my shadow played a bass clarinet (where you going with this
