And baby you?re a dream come true I was lost, now I?m free girl I believe in you and me I was lost, now I?m free I believe in you and me
Перевод: Four Tops. I Believe In You And Me.
me, I ride the beef til I burn Sensimilla bar your kids from the lessons I learned And in turn I'm hostile guess you could call me anti-social Niggaz
truck Where ya at wit' it? Let's go and get it If you a real d-boy Money over bitches [Intro over the hook] Yea, this one here for uptown I know we
the loot loop I ain't no muthafuckin' gangsta, wish you'd quit callin' me that Although I still pack straps, I roll in Benzes and Lacs Best believe
we rolled it I told you I was holding Four aces, you shoulda folded [Prevail] I dig what I rip With greater expectations And heavy way Loaded to the
bigger than you think you know And if you think you know then I don't think you know Dog, jewelry and clothes Money and hoes, think you know? I don't think you
bitch/ Half bitch and animal, back up off me (Rowl!) so I can dip/ Fuck courteous, do you think I'm stupid? Punk bitch, I understand you put it on Capo
pull up I'm tired of catchin' cuts, and bendin' corners I got that work, got youngsters on all four corners You got the quarters, and you got them halves
room Watch me sweep chasers, without using a broom If you wanna see me flow, book me for a show And you'll see, me and Magno go Man I'm freestyling again
tell you a story of sadness A story too hard to believe And tell you the loneliest one is me (Just ask the lonely) Ask me I?m the loneliest one, you
trick me, not the life for me Livin' carefree, till I'm buried and if they dare me I'm bustin' on niggaz until they scurry, I'm clearly A man of military
lets go (All I want is what's mine, I don't care who I hurt) Since they wanna know (All I want is what's mine, I don't care who I hurt) Since they wanna
fifty rounds at you and If you fake I don't want to be no where around you I'ma Head Buster, Tru Hustler, a real nigga and Believe I'd never get caught
gets better I know, tell you, I know Aye yo them niggas from the 3-2, said, ?I can't breeze through? The fourty if I cop bottles, we can't believe you Me
you got Stop hoping I fall, hope the bleeding stop And I hope you black out before you see the cops I ain't High Top from Colors, I'm from Cedar Block What i
