Chorus: just another one dead and gone (4 times) Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhahhhhha A year from now where will I be when I get blasted I picture myself in
Перевод: Победить или умереть. Другой Один Dead And Gone.
like I'm wrong Don't where your playa' partner, do dis' thang til' the money gone hook (J-Bo) It's Friday night, so what the hell is their to do? I
where the fuck you think I picked up the habit? All I had to do was go in her room and lift up her mattress Which is it bitch, Mrs. Briggs or Ms. Mathers
is we both know where this kid lives And neither one of us have Canadian citizenship Shit. Oh Dre, wait a mintue that's it All we gotta do is use a
tires, bodies hit the deck As I commence to wreck Eject another clip and drip sweat Face of danger, increasin' anger Point blank, I smoke another stranger
is falling from a heavy sky What do you want me to do, to do for you to see you through? For this is all a dream we dreamed one afternoon, long ago
we gone have our time Like daughters in heaven don't tell him, on his knee He's fell, he better hope he don't fall victim Niggas pick up another, then
spineless, in silence Hoping I die fast, but chill, never do, sleepa Gotta get put that on all me reefer Somehow must beat ya, so peep out the creep or
dead wrong Got this baby callin' me daddy' but daddy's a unsolved mystery Cause appearently mommy ain't carin' where she sleeps now What ya gone do? Tell her the truth or
to earn a rep and he gone gun shot a homie to death. The impossible is happenin, children are left to make decisions. Do ya let 'em die or kill them
I walk into the studio, to do this with Jig' I got a phone call from one of my nigs Said my homeboy Reek, he just lost one of his kids And when I heard
'Coz I do things the Don way It's Paniro the Ghost, Goodfella like fucking Jim Conway Leave no evidence Fuck a dead man, when I can leave off the scene wit dead
big or small Almost anyday I could say fuck it all - fuck it all! [G-Rock] Having dealings with skill My skill, never have to kill Fuck dead 'em in your
BELIEVE'LL BY AND BY OUTLIVE A LIE FOR YOU AND-- Someone in the Crowd: NO ONE MOUNS THE WICKED Another Person: NO ONE CRIES: "THEY WON'T RETURN!" All: NO ONE
out fake ass Simple Simon I never understood one word you said But you're swearin' up and down that you're killin' 'em dead There's only one thing, I
Our love is dead but without limit Like the surface of the moon Or the land between here and the mountains Well, it is not these hiding places that have