C-Murder] It's been a long time since a nigga showed me love I'ma make it - even if I have to spill a nigga blood It's been a long time since a nigga
: C-Murder It's been a long time since a nigga showed me love I'ma make it - even if I have to spill a nigga blood It's been a long time since a nigga
Перевод: C-Murder. Прошло много времени.
C-Murder It's been a long time since a nigga showed me love I'ma make it - even if I have to spill a nigga blood It's been a long time since a nigga
rowing a boat and we paddleing Down a stream of water, wet any nigga challeging Blow one all in your knee cap leave you staggering Scrambling cause theirs a
ya body Just rock - who the fuck you know like Cook? Kill a nigga on a verse, make 'em dance on a hook, nowwww [Fat Joe] Joey see/C-Murder like five-
be steady screamin'.. (Fuck you!) (Vita) It's murda murda.. you know it's murda murda We live it.. we breathe it.. we screamin' murda murda murda (Ja Rule) Murder
that be steady screaming (fuck you) It's murda murda, you know it's murda murda We live it, we breathe it, we screaming murda murda murda (Ja Rule) Murder
retro, throwback like West 'Paul Niggaz wanna ball, but can't on the West Coast Dre Day's been dead a long time ago Respect the Inc Row Rap-A-Lot collabo
, they deep throat to lay with me I reminisce how I miss a stare in this space Resort to the lips of a stripper, sprayin' their face Lampin' in a mansion
the track Told me E's rollin' Villain - BJ's got the sack Bruce is a giant - Nat C's clockin' Dough Be bop's a pimp. My old freaks a hoe The batter
the track Told me E's rollin' Villain - BJ's got the sack Bruce is a giant - Nat C's clockin' Dough Be bop's a pimp. My old freaks a hoe The batter rams
-ee-iiee/ All of my life has been a fire/ Like a test of wheels, a lot of determination and skills/ And ain't a damn thang ever come easy/ Not when a
, Southside, Westside C'mon now, ah, c'mon now Don't stop, screamin' my name, don't stop Southside, Westside, Facemob, WC C'mon now, c'mon now, c'mon
did take no losses, Put 'em all in a coffin ya dearly departed, better off then [Wish Bone] Been labeled a pyschopath, Fall down with a buck and a
that murder, murder, murder, kill, kill We did that back when I was born Bill, Bill But I still do the knowledge, let me give you the math I rock a seven and a
two left feet a warm milk and a cold gat'll put your ass to sleep how many streets steal no matter how ugly it seems long as I got on my bullet proof
me [Jean Grae] Been a long time (yes) shouldn't have left you Without a dope beat to step to Say - uhh, shouldn't have left you without a dope beat
