or just let it be 'Cause I never got them and they never got me No I never got them and they never got me, oh When you was breaking up, break out and
Cause they never got you and you never got them You When you were breaking up They was just waking up And back in that place where you come from Did
Перевод: Ложка. Они никогда не Got You.
in Cause they never got you and you never got them You When you were breaking up They was just waking up And back in that place where you come from
you wanna bring me down Go ahead and try Go ahead and try. Don't know you think you know me like yourself, But I fear that you're only telling me what I wanna hear But do you
a puddle of red And if you got a buck, you’re shit out of luck Stuck up by the motherfuckin product "uh-uh motherfucker you gots to get a job If you
and we're growing never know never know never know knock knock on a door to door tell you that the metaphor is better than yours and you can either
me get my family straight. [Verse 1:] I asked God why didn't He bless me with a silver spoon Cause if he did I'd never have to be a goon.If he gon' change
high, the munchies I got so bear witness I got this girl looking at you 'cause my reps kissing And I ain't ready to wait when there's dollars on the brain Why would you
I'm the man m-my beats is crazy You want my sounds, you gotta pay me But don't get it confused, never had no silver spoon But you got a long walk, tryna
from the men You can knock all day Jehovah but you can't get in Maybe you can get a scoop, if you're really all of that And you can leave your fake fingernails
the men You can knock all day Jehova, but you can't get in Maybe you can get a scoop, if you're really all of that And you can leave your fake fingernails
I leaped on the counter like a bird with no hair Running through the mini mall in my underwear I got lost downtown couldn't find a ride home Sun went down I got
's ya boy Face Mob Started with an eight ball, gotta get this cake dawg Give niggaz a break, nah, you know how the game go Fuck you think I slang fo',
forearm Sit you in a chair, make your niggas call you short arm Pelets in your hand, you'll never put shorts on Ain't shit fair when you got to get your
my QBC duns, it's all real hold it down You bust yours, we bust ours and stand on firm ground Pass the dutchie while I, handle the Henny thinkin You never
You know some people used say money change things Say money change things I'm here to tell you money don't change every motherfucking thing Change every