Перевод: Mark'oh. Your Love.
me apart - your love It's killing me and tearing deep into my heart - your love Tearing me apart - your love It's tearing at my heart - your love Oh your love, your love, your love
Oh we could be down for life Have a couple kids and make you my wife, baby You're beautiful lady My beautiful, so wonderful I love you so.. Oh we could
it a past I call it haulin' my ass Through that patch of grass over them railroad tracks Oh them railroad tracks, them old railroad tracks Them good old notorious oh
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your caps peeled You know, see [Chorus: 2Pac] Grab your glocks when you see 2pac Call the cops when you see 2pac, uhh Who shot me, But, your punks didn
I always love to gun a shit hard While you loving, hating niggas trying to tarnish the God I know some dudes that would love to bring the hatred to ya
rule, frontin like we was mad cool You damn fool, come around frontin wearin your man's jewels WHOO! Play the part, they want me to start shit Get on your mark
you love about to drown I'm a shark in a bloody game of Marco Polo Dart flyin through the air to mark your polo Haters try to tell me they don't heart
[Sports personalities] Welcome ladies and gentlemen This is Mark... oh-Who-gives-a-fuck from '93 TV This is my co-host, Bob Buttafuoco (Hey hey guys)
why? Because I'm bugging Of the beats that DJ Mark is loving So plex on the sounds that I'm pumping I'm jumping with the energy to turn your mind
mortal. Oh Oh people of the earth Listen to the warning The prophet he said For soon the cold of night will fall Summoned by your own hand. Oh Oh children
We talk about love, love, love We talk about love We talk about love, love, love We talk about love You make me tremble When your hand moves lower (When you're in love
Oh oh oh oh You took your love away from me Oh oh oh oh You took your love, you took your love, you took your love You took your love away from me Slick
my nigga Yeah, Youngbloodz, Youngbloodz and Cooley C my nigga Um, Mark Twayne Now it's time to let y'all nigga know about me Oh I can get mo money,
like this yo' world Make yo' booty go stupid, girl So hot that I love them curves Off top, shawty, mark my words Oh, oh, baby, want some more, baby? I love
marks, And your guards fall down from a rifle to the heart. Like clap clap let them fall slow, I know you had your fears you could let them all go. And