Don't you know? I found out that you lied when you said that you never cry twenty-three years old and not a sign of breaking dependency stop it you're
Перевод: Hundred Reasons. № 5.
Intro: Mase Yo yo, this Mase, youknowhatI'msayin? You got niggaz that don't like me for whatever reason You got niggaz that don't wanna see me rich You
So I'll go And keep getting stronger on the way... CHORUS: Not today, maybe not tomorrow Everything in time I am here for joy, I am here for sorrow There is a reason
Where we go after we kill 'em? 'Cuz we gettin' money and the roof gon' be so wicked Is the reason we can kick it how we kick And it's the reason why
can't hold Stacks so fat rubberbands can't hold Stacks so fat rubberbands can't hold it no They can't hold it no they can't hold it no Verse 5: (Twista
, Let a hundred rounds go, you do a hundred yard dash, Back up in the hood where the rules dont shift, And the gangstas talk trills, sippin ??? You can call 5-0 and 5
the measure (Once you got the funds you got the panties, man) A Kilo is a thousand grams, its easy to remember (Throughout the I 9 to 5 I'm the Handyman
my car? I remember my first car never forget it A candy apple red irub windows be tinted Talk about fast like a rocket to drive When from zero to 60 in like 5 point 5
Intro: Mase Yo yo this Mase youknowhatI'msayin? You got niggaz that don't like me for whatever reason You got niggaz that don't wanna see me rich
[Intro: Cam'Ron] Ok First off, you a bitch nigga Only reason I'm doin this I'ma jus name 5 reasons real quick, got a hundred fifty First - you stole Roc
S's Benz, Beamers, to Lamborginis and chase my strip down Wit X.O., Henn, and Remi, Rolex on my wrist Hundred dollar bill's crisp, I pull the blunt from my lip Then the 4-5
n-gga, Ha, I smoke something bitch, My money comes faster than the roadrunner bitch I keep it on the side just in case you might wonder Tech 9 Four 5
of a love letter They gon' play it on the radio a hundred times a day I figure when you hear it you gon' stop and think of me I wanna get to know you and be the reason
fast nigga, Ha, I smoke something bitch, My money comes faster than the roadrunner bitch I keep it on the side just in case you might wonder Tech 9 Four 5
the peak of night Before the paper's delivered, I sat on the corner and sparked a light The same corner I perched when I zone dropped on the block first At almost 5
up and get put on I.V. And I ain't got love, it's good reason why I'm rich as fuck but sho 'nuf Same good reason to make 'em go nuts when I pull out the
up full of that dope ready for war Me and Mark wit K's tearing yo station up Baggin' that kill shooting at anythang that's chillin' Wit a hundred rounds
