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Перевод: Love Spit Love. Больше, чем деньги.
t want to see you You get (no love) Bitch you get (no love) And I don’t need you Get em [Verse 2 - Eminem] I’m alive again More alive than I have been
mat Niggaz will never get this shit back Spit it so eloquently My pistols represent me Bust until my rounds empty Back for the street fame [Chorus] (One love
we gets busy [Verse One] Fo' sho', spit rogue, get mo' bout to kick in the door Dick sore, split whores 'til they shit on the floor Clique more sick
the world's greatest diamond heist Ya'll niggas know we out to get this MONEY! C'mon MONEY! 7x Raekwon, Ghostface, Rocky Marce C'MON! Let's get this money
club too Baby girl get it - let’s swing it right back to the crib then I hit it, she love the way I spit it Huh! See when I come they love how I’m movin
them swishas full of marijuana They judgin me like Your Honor, your daughter's here with her momma They me that I'm a charmer, more freakier than Madonna
but I prefer to ball Everytime I spit, they think Michael Vick, (huh, what ya mean?), murder dog So much money in my account, that my money count is like
another side of rounds I'm too deep, make a pot of a lotta nouns Spit a verse and every person that you love about to drown I'm a shark in a bloody game
? [DMX] Its my, survival instinct that keeps my head above the water Every day I show another how I love a slaughter Plug your daughter Whith more holes than
tiny little bit To make that shit sound more gangster than it really is You cant appear weak man We wanna hear street Wanna hear you spit your thug
let your money grow, most them nigga wouldn't be around if you was bummy yo, south side jamaica nigga yeah thats where i come from, if you see a nigga with me then theres more than
than Roc niggaz I'ma lock it down for six months and shock niggaz What's my name? J the A R.U.L.E. with them hoez get between more sheetz than Isley You
We ain't, the type to sit back and lose focus Spit that mack-a-docious Most ferocious Cash all in my holsters Burn more bread than toasters You must
out 50s an 20s I pass out 100s and 50s We make more money than Chemists, Doctors, and Lawyers, and Dentists Chemists, the Doctors, the Lawyers, money
And all I can think about is rockin' it to sleep Her face is like a model Body shape just like a bottle Girl I wanna hit that more than I wanna hit the
in my rhymes The cars and the chedda is mine We ain't, the type to sit back and lose focus Spit that mack-a-docious Most ferocious Cash all in my holsters Burn more bread than