house is so damn cold 'Cause my heart don't wanna, my heart don't wanna let go Oh, I'll leave the seat up and expect to hear your mouth My clothes ain
That Perfect Girl Thought I Never Could Find That In My Ghetto World Never Question My Job Never Torw Up My Rims Never Sent Up My Money Never Scoft Up My
Traduction: Tank. My Heart.
Like That Perfect Girl Thought I Never Could Find That In My Ghetto World Never Question My Job Never Torw Up My Rims Never Sent Up My Money Never Scoft Up My
Pop the trunk, my goons, high noon, out to lunch The D&G bag? That's where the weed stash Keep cash, breeze past, fuck y'all, eat glass My tank on full
where my camp, causin' havoc it's Summer time bitch Picture me rollin' I do what I please and I live in the moment I'm just a young favorite Hear my
your friends all the time And all that time with your friends put my momentum on decline My minds gone evil. You changed with the season You had a new clear heart
the East, my brother, to the East, my brother, to the East, my brother, to the East, my brother, to the East, my brother, to the East! [Professor X]
gas, going to get some ass, I'm a keep my gas in my tank Keep my money in my pocket I never leave it with hoes Put a ring on my own finger cause I sleep
me Suppose to be my people, but I think my people is the devil Fuck my peers, cause I'm on another level On my knees, screaming Jesus can you save me My
be my people, but I think my people is the devil But my peoples, cause I'm on another level On my knees, screaming Jesus can you save me My shit's so
Cruising man I'm Jamaican, or American contest and gonna feel my wrath [Verse 3] Is this the way it's suppose to be the lord to hear my prayers are you
van Rock so much ice, I'm called Jack Frost man And while we sippin' on cris', you sippin' backwash man Your team got heart, but your heart's in my hand
my neck, and my wrist, and my ears I'm doin' my thang (haha) I said I've been doin' my own thang You can tell by my Benz, by my BM, and my Hummer, damn
Saturday Sit back gotta catch my breath 'Cause every time I see her Know she's gonna take it back somehow Tattoos and a switchblade attitude Snakebite heart
friends of mine, I was wrong about 'em all Well, the road is rocky and the hillside mud Up over my head, nothing but clouds of blood I found my world, found my
mine; I was wrong about 'm all Well, the road is rocky and the hillside's mud Up over my head nothing but clouds of blood I found my world, found my