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Перевод: Зеленый день. Мы идем Home Again.
We was on the same shit that Big Daddy Kane shit with compound syllables sound combined From that day we was down to ride somehow we knew we'd meet again
can heal it But we're just thirteen man, what can we do? How should I put this? I think we should screw, what? On my home planet, we can no longer breed
[Lloyd Banks] I just touched down, Ferrari to concrete I ain't even home and they 're talking about me fuck out my ear if you talking 'bout freedom nigger
the lobby" You know how we do it, told her bring all her friends Next weekend we gonna do it all again I said it out my mouth on the mic real loud We
the new LP (what) So we packed our bags and hit the road for two weeks Nigga, here comes bad company But when we got back home My brother, my furniture
that day we was down to ride Somehow we knew we'd meet again somewhere down the line So, let's go back Follow the yellow brick road as we go on another
:] Attention all units, attention all units We have an All Points Bulletin out on a man with green hair I repeat, we have an APB on a man with green hair
do For I come around your hood, broad day with the crew They got them fists, AR's, AK's and them twos And they will gladiate all day, what it do? R.I.
park, 'Pac We caught 'em sleepin', he didn't peep you niggaz creepin? This how we do it every weekend I dump for madness, it's time to count the profit CPO, we
cus we're all gente through my lentes but the migra would creep down, and sweep hard and take them all back to TJ if they didnt have the green card
my enemies While I'm sippin on Re-mi in front of black Lexus, Chevy's on the roam Ninety-six big body, sittin on chrome As we head up out the zone, stone
to the head 'til we fall And we duckin' the law We hit them corners 'til they gone See I'm fuckin' with ya'll, 'cause we are what we are When I party
we stroll, they neva know we're guilty, guilt, so let's make our doe, foe sho' This Mo Thug Family (this Mo Thug Family) (repeat) Scriptures, we keep
-ass niggas weak, slappin' 'em up with game with basic instruction before leavin' home. -Refrain-Flesh- The end of the world has come, it's 1999 and
about home, home Beautiful doves and plenty of love, I say it again if u want now come on I'm loyally walking, n praying, n talking about my day upon
been cravin' company I cannot stay too long you know I left some friends at home Don't you fret about your friends Down here we're all alone What about
