wind that's blowing It's my lifetime from here to the door From here to the door is your freedom... Yes it's my lifetime from here to the door
than a cold wind that's blowing It's my lifetime from here to the door From here to the door is your freedom... Yes it's my lifetime from here to the door
Перевод: Джонс, Джордж. Отсюда до двери.
That truck that you roll is like a miniature hearse I deaded your shit before you finished a verse From nigga to Gods from bitches to earths From Nat
the corner If love's gone wrong George Strait or Jones have sung it in a song If misery love's company, you'll never be alone It's all on the jukebox, here
reason *****z saying my name like Mike Jones I said The underground is mine, I treat it like home It's the reason *****z saying my name like Mike Jones And I'm far from
niggaz saying my name like Mike Jones I said The underground is mine, I treat it like home It's the reason niggaz saying my name like Mike Jones And I'm far from
BATTLE OF LOVE (George Jones - Darrell Edwards) « © '61 Glad Music » (Battle of love) For over a year I've been in love with a girl so
woke up from dreaming I woke up from dreaming I keep dreaming you're not gone but I'd found myself alone When I woke up from dreaming We're both making
I can write some more There's half a dozen wolves a-comin' up to my door I can tell by lookin' it's plain to see They're not here, darlin', makin' lies
truck that you roll is like a miniature hearse I deaded your shit before you finished a verse From niggas to gods from bitches to earths From Nat to Truck
nigga slap from it No love for u niggas I'm unpassionate When I come to the swishahouse nigga I'm smashin it Step in the door, ain't nobody smokin grass
