or foe You never know who's real Who's fake Who's mask of love disguise hate You never know Break bread sleep in your house Then turn around and rat you
Перевод: Mac Грэм. Вы никогда не узнаете.
Перевод: Mac. You Never Know.
foe You never know who's real Who's fake Who's mask of love disguise hate You never know Break bread sleep in your house Then turn around and rat you
you Shed blood for you, cry for and die for you Willies with mac millies know how you get down We know the drama you bring whenever you hit town Just remember when you
me It never ceases to amaze me [Me'shell:] Ain't nobody gotta know just how much you want me [chorus] [verse 3] Now how i've ran, you've only
disc jockeys jock me You niggas mad that you not me I remain a Giant and your Jeremy Shockey And if you ain't heard me properly If you speak garbage
thangs [X] Yeah, I got a song let me sing it to you [B] We ready to bang [X] Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do you? [B] Watch where you
[uhh] You wanna fuck with us You little young ass mutha-fuckas Don't one of you niggas got sickle-cell or something You fucking with me, nigga ? You
my balls fatter, eat a dick BEYOTCH! Mercy, never that, you say you comin back? Bring it on, fo' whoever strapped Introduce you to the pleasure and the pain, you
true niggaz show me love God forgive me for my lifestyle, a negative figure But why they fucking with the wrong nigga? You know its like Why you fucking
ya ass out Screw your face at me I wanna know what that's 'bout Nigga I know you ain't mad I done came up And if you are, fuck you cause I ain't change
where you rest, I'll make a mess The holla tips'll hit ya chest, you cough up blood to EMS Come pick you up, You know you fucked When you get on a stretcher
til I split up Keep my rent split up Get outta line, I get you hit up (Wooo!) Now if you say my name in your rhyme, watch what you say You get carried away, you
but a dream You know row, row ya boat, your blood forms a stream After you get hit, you shoulda thought about the shit You took that paper, you take
Chorus: scratching] Pain In Da Ass «Fuck You» [3x] Styles «I don't give a fuck» [3x] Styles «I don't give a fuck who you are» Pain In The Ass «Fuck You
know why you trippin out on me You need to fix your attitude Just cause I aint Don Yeah You betta understand that I Uhhhh You betta act like you know You
pork [Mac Dre] But did you bring that Hennessy [Miami] But did you bring that Hennessy [Mac Dre] But did you bring that Hennessy [Both] But did you bring
