Lyrics:
egal, wie, er muss da raus, es wird Zeit, gib ihm
Hohe Häuser, tiefe Risse in den Herzen
Depressiv im Licht der Kerzen, Dicka, ich bin aus'm MV
Alles
Know what I'm sayin'?
Dexter
Ya dig?
What we doin'?
Nah, nah, listen up, lil' bro
Get your lil' bitch 'fore I take her
Aye, my dude
Get your
jamais, jamais, connu de loi
Si tu ne m'aimes pas, je t'aime
Et si je t'aime, prends garde à toi
Prends garde à toi
Si tu ne m'aimes pas, si tu ne m
Ce matin, j'me suis levé yeux fermés
Pour la yaveu, j'y vais
Une nuit, tu réclamais à m'voir
Pourtant j'suis sûr qu'c'était toi qu'j'avais vue
Hello? Yeah bitch, I said I'm on my way
Hello? Yeah bitch, I said I'm on my way
The fuck? Bitch I'm coming, the fuck?
Woah! Kenny! Yeah!
I'm
heart,
be your own light in the dark.
I’m never looking back again,
and I’m never settling again.
I built these walls
to keep you out.
I’ll chase the sun
POUR LE MEILLEUR ET POUR LE POUR
POUR CE QUE J’EN DIS D’AILLEURS
J’TE DIS : MERCI
MERCI POUR LES MAINS QUI M’ONT DONNÉ DE L’EAU
MERCI POUR L’EAU QUI
'Cause you're unto me, you're unto me, I know
Maybe I'm lost
Maybe I'm lost
Oh maybe I'm lost
But at least I'm looking
But at least I'm looking
I
show off, show off, fucking with the right vet
(JFK) Working on my Kennedy tan
I'm a little smarter, boy, know of my enemies plan
Understand Lucky 7,
Wake up
Do I need these things that I'm asking for
So I'll give up
And turn in the dreams that I've been sold
You'll never know
The lines that
light when night is breaking
I know You will always be waiting
You'll always be there
I'm running to the secret place
Where You are, where You are
feel I'm dead now death's looking at me, there's a note on my grave and it's clearly for me // That I'm dead, dead now I gotta get up // now I'm dead,
Tell all my friends I'm going out to the desert this weekend
When they find out I'll be gone for a life time or two
I may start out looking over
got time for you
But I'm really gon' ride, yea
Girl I'm gon' ride for you
I'm really gon' ride for you
I told my bitch I'm gon' ride, yea
Come
seul, tout seul
Pendant qu'Boulogne se désespère
J'ai d'quoi m'remplir un dernier verre
Clac fait le verre en tombant sur le lino
J'm'coupe la main en
Got bitches up in VA
I'm the next motherfucker with the juice
Hang a hating ass nigga with a noose
And I pop more bands, then you pop your collar
Now Them Day's Is Gone
And You Say'd I Wouldn't Do It, But I'm Proving You Wrong
N They Got They Hands Out Like I Owe Them So
I Ain't Got Time For
Yuh, back in the studio
Bitch I'm cool in a coupe
Please don't act like no groupie, ho
We don't fuck with no groupies, ho
I'm a Don like Julio
know I've been gone a long time, but
I'm back and I want what is mine
I know I've been gone a long time, but
I'm back and I want what is mine
I'm not the one that you want, I'll only let you down
And I'm pretty sure that you've caught on
And you can say that, oh, I'm just feeling sorry for
[Verse 1 - Young Buck]
I'ma born villain, ghetto hero to lil' children
I'm still livin', still robbin' niggas like gimicks
White folks feel dat I belong in
tell me what you is nigga
[Trae]
I'm a gangsta to the end, riding for the set
Black Chevrolet, with the paint still wet
J's on my toes, locs on my
I'm creeping my way out so you can see me
I'm crawling my way around a thousand cities
You all stop and stare
I don't need your pity
I'm living my
ad-libbing your shit
Touch mics let's go
[Cass the Problem]
I'm in the zone boy and I got the chrome boy
I'll have blood gushing out your dome or your homeboy
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