now, 'The Doors' Here they are with their newest hot record Well, we gonna stop the show We're gonna stop the show Hello Detroit, hello Salt Lake Hello
Traduction: The Doors. Bonjour Pour les villes (Live).
Traduction: The Doors. Bonjour Pour les villes (Live On The Ed Sullivan Show, 1967).
Hold up Z-Ro the crooked aka king of the ghetto Screwed Up Click soldier for life Know what I'm talking about Mo-City stand up in this motherfucker Know
ways Even kick in doors, I can't be broke in money making days I can't get no job in a white man's world that's why I live so raw I can't watch my children
peace in the slums just bums and crumbs [chorus] [Verse 2:] Police say G.I.B. is a game But we hooded up doin our family thing Straight up hang and swang in the city
apartment in the city Me and Loretta liked living there It'd been years since the kids had grown A life of their own Left us alone John and Linda live
this, I'm hard to kill, when I peel with this live spot Father, how the hell did I survive, these five shots? Live it up, of give it up, and my demons
t had a rain cloud in it for 25 years.... The buildings were dead and the alleys Stunk from things that used to live there Ahhh that wasn't the city I
Gettin Money Everyday Of The Week Nigga It's Fast Money Nigga-Cash Money Made Me We Blow That Purple Everyday In My City Streets Vrooom On A Yamaha
We live in a political world, Love don't have any place. We're living in times where men commit crimes And crime don't have a face We live in a political
, check it, listen, im living proof you aint gotta be a nerd to get a's, proof you aint gotta be a shark to get paid, coming up i had some doors closed
off Like suicide doors Any badass niggas Y'all scared of that lake I'm a tell you once don't be scared of the dre [Rock City:] You have no idea why
must have been hard to watch, what a year for you niggas it?s December 31st and we in Miami just meditating you got the resolutions, we just got reservations living
no tail They don't even know of our existence. Am I wrong to believe in a city of gold That lies in the deep distance, he cried And broke down the door
paved in gold but there dirty and dark [Chorus] Been to hell! I can show you the devil! Down you fell Can't hold yourself together Soul to sell Down here you live
moves backwards, I'm growing old And the clouds are burning fire, and so I'm told That there's a lot of living souls such as the rich That choose to live
me hot in a jar on the nightstand I should tell her that she couldn't be more Opposite then a foot in a door, Theres no one else I would rather go out with, thats hell
