Chorus Rollin down the street, with heat Drankin', ???, Sittin' on D's Top rolled back so I can feel the breeze Never slippin', I keep my eyes on my enemies {2
*tch is sold out (4x) We do it for the goons Sellin' out the club Fish scale tour Ain't what you thought it was This b*tch is sold out (4x) [Verse 2
Деньги на ветер Среди святых и виноватых Деньги на ветер Есть берег истины иной Деньги на ветер Пусть он придет в лучах заката Придет не трогайся он мой
they wanna hold hands... Cuz once I blow they know that i'll be the man... All because I'm the lead singer of my band... My band (repeated 8xs) (Verse 2
you work it, can you twerk it lemme know Yeah, I'ma lean low (Nigga!) To the Flo' (Nigga!) Can you pay what you weight gimme mo' [Verse 2 - J-Bo] I
cold water These ho's don't want him no mo, he's cold product They moved on to the next schmoe who flows He nose dove and sold nada So the soap opera
Intro- Spoken:] Yeah I know sometimes things may not always make sense to you right now But hey, what daddy always tell you? Straighten up little soldier
you and not even know it Ya midget, Mini-Me, with a buncha little Mini-You's Runnin around your backyard swimming pools Over 80 million records sold
Gary stashin' the heater in his belt Saw the bouncers rush him and beat him to the ground I just sold two million records, I don't need to go to jail
you, I'ma step on you and not even know it Ya midget, Mini-Me, with a buncha little Mini-You's Runnin around your backyard swimming pools Over 80 million records sold
one for the money two for the fuckin show Ready get set, let's go Here comes the ?? stompin and stampedin up the damn street Like them buffalo soldiers
me down to sleep I pray the Lord my guns to keep If I die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take God (?), when thugs cry, too much is hard [2Pac
don't phase me When he drop, take his glock, and I'm Swayze Summer break, my escape, sold the glock, bought some weight Laid back, I got some money to make, motherfucker [Chorus] [2
You are appreciated Verse One: 2Pac When I was young me and my mama had beef Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets Though back at the time, I
you blood or cuz I got love for thugs niggaz firing slugs Fake rapping ass niggaz ain't sold no drugs Gotta show me some love cause my sins are bluffed [Chorus] x 2
I had a gun I fill a nigga with lead Took a kitchen knife, Im finna poke me a nigga Wishin' I had a gun so I could smoke me a nigga Sold my first five
you blood or cuz I got love for thugs niggaz firing slugs Stage rapping ass niggaz ain't sold no drugs Gotta show me some love cause my sins are bluffed [Chorus] x 2
ft. 2pac, Snoop Dogg [somebody talkin'] Yo,Red Spider... Is that 50 Cent and Pac ready? Lemme know,holla [2pac] It's go'n be some stuff you go'n