apart Will they ask and ask till They can't take the embarrassment anymore I'm talking in circles to amuse myself And they'll lie without an alibi And they
Traduction: So They Say. Parler In Circles.
rip it apart will they ask and ask till they can't take the embarrassment anymore I'm talking in circles to amuse myself They'll lie without an alibi and they
so I find it ironic These niggas get mad at me, talking all sideways with they eyes glazed They mad cause I'm straight What the mind see's the eyes say And they say
from the cut and gotten the pot So when the flame rise niggas gon' respect what's hot Four chain glock on em' with no warning Leave ya hood like a circle
Brother will know I'm buildin temples made of MANY dimensions Illogic and cosmic, are not an extension Now many many gather and they say, "Bro J; tell
they tres fatigue they fly, off to the sunshine they set jet away, they don't get a kick, they don't get a buzz man they, talk in circles, they not for
[Tupac Talking] Stand in formation My motherfucking real troopers Lets do it like soldiers All in together now Ready? Hell yeah No retreat no
I send [Chorus] [50 Cent:] Man you ain't a shooter, you ain't a robber You talk like a mobster, you fuckin blogger I say some hard shit you wan' say
coked out, the hood is bugged out Thug babies, famous in they strollers Before they walk they knew the hood talk It's in the air of New York So everybody
bounce toniiiiiight And if they don't let us in through the front do' Come through the siiiiiide Cause I don't wanna ever leave the game without at least saying goodbyyyyyye So
seein to be what's in you nigga If you a hustla, you gonna get dough And that's how it goes. Them niggas talking bout it but they know we gangstas Tommy
the Memphis blues again. Now the bricks lay on Grand Street Where the neon madmen climb They all fall there so perfectly It all seems so well timed And here I sit so
the Memphis blues again. Now the bricks lay on Grand Street Where the neon madmen climb. They all fall there so perfectly, It all seems so well timed. An' here I sit so
Thuggin And Keepin The Gulley Since Way Back Lot A Niggas Been Talkin They Runnin They Mouths Barkin Runnin Around False They Claimin They Want A Weapon
the Memphis blues again Now the bricks lay In Grand Street Where the neon madmen climb They all fall there So perfectly It all seems so well timed An' here I sit so
brain, watch the woodgrain Don't want no cum-stain, bitch you listening? Try to turn me down, slut I'm talking to you Turn me back up, are you insane Try to talk
