friends say she's made up She's everything as she should be When she's folding her arms, she holds her applause Just to let you know She hangs 'em high
's everything a scene should be when she's folding her arms she holds her applause just to let you know She hangs em high everywhere she goes she bleeds em
Перевод: Hit The Lights. Зависает 'Em High.
she's everything a scene should be when she's folding her arms she holds her applause just to let you know She hangs em high everywhere she goes she bleeds em
s everything a scene should be when she's folding her arms she holds her applause just to let you know She hangs em high everywhere she goes she bleeds em
NateDogg] Till the roof comes off, till the lights go out Till my legs give out, can’t shut my mouth. Till the smoke clears out and my high wear out
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 ’em high, hit ’em high And you hit ’em low
funk? {hit you with the bop gun, heh, Buss a cap with my bop gun, Gotta hit you with the bop gun, Buss a cap with the bop gun, hit you with the bop
gotta get'em up Who wants some You better get'em up Come get some x3 You gotta get'em up Who wants some You better get'em up Got to get with ya Hit
In your town, we gonna bring the roof down Ice-T and the syndicate underground No selll-outs, cause it's caps we peelin Girls we love em, and shows we steal em
Chased for Presidents, throw up the hands, blood on my Timbs Modern lights got your frame bent Myalansky, fantasy, crash route, the certified member Ask permission before you kill 'em
weight Girl I heard she eats one cracker a day Oh well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim And started fucking with Trina I heard the bitch got hit
10 of 'em up Fuck the rules we Indians pretzel bendin 'em up Dont give a fuck Word to yo daddy leather sandals Either pay the light bill or light up
10 of 'em up Fuck the rules we (anians ?) pretzel bendin 'em up Dont give a fuck Word to yo daddy leather sandals Either pay the light bill or light
, where I was born and raised I used to play the drum in my younger days I just hit that beat any way I can Smooth high-stepping in the marching band
of us, one call, we'd all pack in Hit the strip and go and get the shit crack in Gun wars and drug deals, I seen 'em happen When I started losin' home
as a rope To hang all the weak rappers for leavin' the bullshit they wrote Counterfeit fools all in the pot, let 'em boil When we go platinum they go
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 'em high, hit 'em high And you hit 'em low
