of my rope hanging on your every word i'm finally getting the hang of getting hung up on girls like you don't let me let you go don't leave me here all
my rope hanging on your every word i'm finally getting the hang of getting hung up on girls like you don't let me let you go don't leave me here all
Перевод: Hit The Lights. All Or Nothing.
seeing demons I wake up screaming Who believe me or was I dreaming? Five fingers on the .45 chrome Dead aim at my brain, infared with no lights on I
in plastic Bullshitting got his ass hit (outlaws) Ain't nothing left now Treated like a stepchild Was not for me Nothing but busters and bitches (fuck em all
yo I’ll tear this whole city up And niggas don’t believe then tell em put fifty up All bets is down, all my thugs do dirt, all our tecs spit rounds My
t seen nothin’ like this before (all) If I hit ’em high, hit ’em high, hit ’em high And you hit ’em low, hit ’em low, hit ’em low If I hit ’em high, hit
y'all All night Yes yes y'all I be the god up in the flesh y'all Bless y'all With nothing but the best y'all Finesse shit and leave the spot up
illness? I'm on the couch, interviewing Dr. Phil shit It's the danger zone, I gotta hit the killswitch On this pursuit of happiness, I play Will Smith Or
ya mouth dribble Bits and Kibbles, got 'em all after the pickle I swing it like a bat, but these balls are not whiffle Hit 'em in triples, wit no strikes, stripes, or
' my flow Hos! Ska! Wild, outta control Ninja skop befokte rof taal Rough rhymes, tough times Met fokkol kos, skraal Till I hit triple seven at the ATM Straight famine or
damn scum that you all hate Just think if niggas decide to retaliate They try to keep me from running up I never tell you to get down it’s all about
R-U-L-E 'bout, we can hit up an alley and air out Bullets exit the barrel, holla enter your month That's how i'm built Under the floss there nothing but
pairs Who's that nigga you fear? Ja Rule motherfucka All my hoes and hustlers ride with me, get a feeling on how this world did me Was curious until it all hit
right girl Probably find one of them "I like art" type girls All of the lights, she was caught in the hype girl And I was satisfied being in love with the lights
you bloody with the cops to match Bullet holes in ya from the chopper blast Like... Ha ha That's bullet holes in your sneakers got you hoppin back It all stop when they hit
