Lyrics:
Burns, L Murda, J.R. Lil' Amber
Nothin' but love. My brother Densel D. what up nigga?
My nigga Artie, Den-Ten, Hotsone, what up?
My nigga Sun, what up
Open the package
My Gucci so fresh
Pick out loafers they fitted the best
I still rock J's
That a riff raff check
Thats a riff raff speck
I speak thats
Ten packs of Backwoods bitch that's how my day go
Still got that loud pack bitch I'm on my J.O.
And my hoes don't roll no swisher sweets 'cause
Up outta my range
Niggas get strange when money ain't long
I see all of these hoe
Niggas singin the same song
I floss flippin that gray
And black Lac
that, I'd rather be loud and I like swearin'"
From the first album even the gals were like, "Tight lyrics, dreamy eyes"
But my f- mouth was nightmareish
Sometimes I listen and revisit them old albums
Often as I can and skim through all them bitches
To make sure I keep up with my competition (haha)
Hogger
fire
Purple cush by the pound
Ask my dog Webbie
This is how it goes down
From my hood to yo' hood
Man, we making money
In the club we poppin'
my name, voulait marquer un point
Elle a fait plus qu'un gain, elle a gagné toute la game
J'ai dit « désolé girl, I’m a stoner
If you try to cuff me,
chains ont my wrist sont toujours crunchys comme du JIF (Peanut)
Pour répandre le truth, j'utilise ma griffe
Ceci n'est pas juste du rap, René Ma-Gritche
Josh used to serve em
In a El Dorado lac
Alotta stacks
Told the teller
Go and tell them niggas that
Brrrattt
Porsche pass by
And everybody lookin
Raw
Umm, uh what the fuck, what time is it?
I swear I parked my car, shit
Aye, light hit my face sun brought the heat
Open my eyes, see my car
guy, I'm trying to stick around for my daughter
But if I should die, I know all of my albums support her
This whole year's been crazy, asked the Holy
guy, I'm trying to stick around for my daughter
But if I should die, I know all of my albums support her
This whole year's been crazy, asked the Holy
There we go with a sign of a smile
Slap in the goonies, we're lost for a while
Where'd you go my breakfast club girl?
Will you stand by me in a stand by
[Intro: Big Moe]
That nigga Big Ass Moe
Chilling with my partner named D-Mo
It's on his birthday we coming through
In a nigga's trunk is a nigga
[Intro: Big Moe]
That nigga Big Ass Moe
Chilling with my partner named D-Mo
It's on his birthday we coming through
In a nigga's trunk is a nigga
that this album deserved to be crafted with the utmost respect
For both the history of the holiday
And the positive emotions that Christmas invokes in
bout?
i been stayin outta trouble shit i bin on the couch
i was workin on the album i was listenin now
then doug called (ay you spoke to J?)
Yea is it
pulled over by Philly police
I just made a Hundred thousand to put in my piece
In what seems like a year but it was really a week
Ain't Lil Troy but I
Fête… j'y ai fait sa fête!
Paroles par Aline Duran
Musique par Kari Tieger
(ASCAP/ SACEM)
2002
Running Through my Head (Translation)
Running through
"We're all in this together!"
My album was raw because no one would ever
Think like I think and do what I do
I stole the show, and then I leave without
try to tell them, "We're all in this together!"
My album was raw because no-one would ever
Think like I think and do what I do
I stole the show,
to tell them, "We're all in this together!"
My album was raw because no-one would ever
Think like I think and do what I do
I stole the show, and then I
Yeah my niggaz, just spend a little bit of time with the ghost
Holiday, styles, pinero, well you listen to me
Real niggaz feel me, some real nggaz
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