can't see Just praying you won't remember (There's blood) (There's blood) (There's blood) (Blood...) (Blood...) (Blood...) There's blood on my hands, like the blood
side that you can't see Just praying you won't remember There's blood, there's blood There's blood, blood, blood There's blood on my hands Like the blood
Traduction: Occasion, le. Blood On My Hands.
you can't see Just praying you won't remember (There's blood) (There's blood) (There's blood) (Blood...) (Blood...) (Blood...) There's blood on my hands, like the blood
Just clap your hands, yeah Clap your hands, Get up and dance, yeah Get up and dance Clap your hands, yeah Clap your hands Just clap your hands, yeah Clap your hands
don?t shit come free It?s my life and I run it even when Keep my business in my pockets, don?t wash with bleach And I never show my hand, not even to
straight from Japan My ambition is wicked I put that shit on my hands [Rick Ross:] I get that work from my face [Wale:] I put that shit on my man [Wale
together F**k hoes, and po' up together Nigga you cried on my shoulders and I cried on yours Yeah you rode on my enemies, so I ride on yours But it's
cocaine busts My pulse rushin, send my pulse into insanity Shout at my cousin now we bustin if they yo' family The coppers wanna see me buried, I ain't worried I got a line on
would fight me Poppa was a nasty old man, like the rest He's feeling on my chest, with his hand in my dress Just another pest, and yes I was nervous Blood
Im so forgetful, they callin me cocky I come up out the jewler, they callin me Rocky Its the ice on my neck man, the wrist and my left hand Bling like BLAOW You like my
should've had my jimmy hat strapped on "Listen to me now, believe me later on" There's a message to my madness it's more than just a song "Listen to me now, believe me later on" My
phone, Yo), Tell them I've just been shot down, And the bullet's in my heart. And it's piercing through my soul (I'm losing blood, ya'll); Feel my body
