so much And brought me so far I know you'll understand I know you've felt like me before Cause you know we're all young at heart Met at his friends
Traduction: Guillaume Tell. Young At Heart.
at Where dem bloggers at Where they at, where they at, where they at? Where your lighters at Where your lighters at Where they at, where they at, where they at
(feat. Kat Williams (Money Mike), Suga Free) [Kat Williams] Ladies and gentlemen, this is your friendly Pimp representative, Kat Williams, A.K.A. Money
the biggest ass in the house Young miss fillet-a-fish Salt water trout, pretty young thing Got a tongue ring and dirty mouth And she whispering them sweet nothings I hear
Holla back Young'n (Hoooo Hoooo!) Holla back (Hoooo Hoooo!) Holla back Young'n (Hoooo Hoooo!) Holla back (Hoooo Hoooo!) Holla back Young'n (Hoooo Hoooo!) Holla back (Hoooo Hoooo!) Holla back Young
take the ayto (Nah!), point blank will open yea face, (Nah) Till I'm white like a baked patatoe And I'm not new at this, I'm on the jet, but aint nothing
proud California own twenty four I will watch now There's been a take over baby hostile Yea the young cali convict got the rock now I hear the rumors
, I'm bout to start some'ing First I feel a head rush, then I feel my heart pump Go and get it, gotta have it where it's at nigga Get down on the ground
to the head, but it ain't that simple y'all can't turn me up dead Best believe retaliation is a must, I'ma bust with fury Look at me laugh at my competition
take her down through there, yeah Take her down through there, yeah Bounce that ass, Bounce that ass, Bounce that ass, Bounce it, [4x] I will make her bed rock But I'm not Young
me in traffic Hello, 22's is cool Feel like I graduated, throwin y'all still in school Look, mellow they call me Young Smooth 'Cause my appearance alone will
m sending em Give me the rock and i'ma run it back To all my young niggas out thurr stugglin i hope you make a jack where you at. [Nate Dogg] [Hook]
troops Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do These ni**az actin up.. Heavenly Father may I holla at you briefly I wanna meet the President, but will
frying you, cause y'all don't know me [Young Noble Chorus] We will never fall Thru the war, we'll always stand tall (Why) Cause in the end we'll be remembered as some young
this earthly hell Cause I swear, they tryin to break my well I'm on the edge lookin down at this volatile pit Will it matter if I cease to exist? Black