knock again on the door you closed on me I'll rewrite this song Another day Another day Another day Another day But I know That I'll wait another day
Перевод: G4. Еще один день.
say, there ain't no punks over here so follow me Through the fog like I'm S-N-double-O-P Let me guide you through the smoke G If only I wasn't travellin
kind of man she in love with, But she don't give a damn [Chorus] One day we gone get it together One day we gone keep it together - [4x] [Chorus
hard! Its goin down, get ready for the show I go hard! Mixtape God stepping through the do' I go hard! Ain't another rapper f-in' with the flow I go
live as long as me End of the bullet where the karma be Why you wanna try to come talk to me Try to ask me if Rick Ross still a G Journalists need to
they yo' rings, now they my rings So give it up punk and then I just Put another jack in progress It's the American way Cos I'm the G-A-N-G-S-T-A Ice
[Hook-4x (B.G.)] We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) We done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) [B.G.] I run the
bite My raise the gross sales, like Mike and Ike Now big brother almighty I keep a gamma ray, i'ma G-5 G Take a G-5 jeep, G-5 deep To some of their
(AS WE PROCEED) The life and times of a mastermind (c'mon) Dedicate every breath to claim my designs (it's mine) And the day I die, let a G4 fly and
bus in the back lounge Sweaty, cold confused in another unfamiliar town Another sold out show Spilling my soul to a ton of people I don't know And I can feel my skin wearing thinner 4
' son [Hook: King T x4] [Outro:] [King T] We make, make, money, money, make, money, money, money [x4] We take money, take money, take money, money, money [x4
off like P. Diddy (woo) Business wise, I play men Hide money on the Island Cayman (c'mon), y'all just betray men (yeah) You screamin, I position, competition Another day
a long time but now I'm re-energized The life and times of a mastermind Dedicate every breath to claim my designs, mine And the day I die, let a G4 fly
still the king, check the resume Asshole til they bury me or I get sent away Ballin off, don't apply to me, I'm thinkin 10 a day Anyhow, anyway, niggas
the gates on the day, I was released The only time you will ever see me free Big money J, much as you can get for me Atlantic records say just make another
it looks like the sinnin won't end So I'm reachin high up above Lord, let your blessings begin [Hook-Bizzy 4x] And let's change the world, and let's
Dipset Byrd Gang we born to fly Y'all know the rules, fall back or fall back Somebody tell my ***** Summer I?m lookin? for her Ya dig? Another day another
