What we hate, we make What we hate, we make There's no time for hating What we hate, we make What we hate, we make What we hate, we make There's no
to say i'm sorry what we hate we make, what we hate we make there's no time for hating but what we hate we make and you will know what you will be
Перевод: The Rocket Summer. Что мы ненавидим, мы делаем.
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can make your bedrock girl i-i-i-i can make your bedrock i-i-i-i can make your bedrock girl i-i-i-i can make bedrock i-i-i-i can make your bed rock (
fingas why they hate for no reeeeason Mr afro thunder.. That hooligan man came to ruin yo' summer Hit from the back yeah bitch Im on your bumpa to bumpa we
I can make your bed rock Haters in the building nigga I can make your bed rock (girl) I can make your bed rock I can make your bed rock (Lil Wayne) She
make you laugh, make you cry That's why what goes around comes around, my son Walk down the river 'cuz the river don't run Same thing make you laugh, make
How to get rich son, show and prove, ask my blitz Stood up late nights, build with my a-lias We can pull a heist, snatch ice, or rock mics But this rap
fit in his shoe I don't rock what you rap, niggas They be pole on 'The Wire', just not HBO They under fire, edge around the way we know They know they
If love is just a game that people play And practice makes perfect is what they say But no matter what I do I seem to make The same mistakes that I'm
hoes that want my play sh-t gold digger sonar, roam like it aint nothing (?) but look what I made from it Carmelo straight stuntin purple label 8 hundred I better get the four Rose had the summer
my waist Niggaz wanted a taste, but wouldn't come to my face So what that mean? You cats is playin' games again So now what I do? Start namin' names again, what
Bad Boy, who we die for all day, everyday nigga, yeah, yeah Yeah For the love of Big, we bang out Since my man died, we don't hang out We blow brains
fit in his shoe I don't rock what you rap, niggas, they be pole On 'the wire', just not HBO They under fire, edge around the way we know They know they
, uh, uh I'd like to welcome y'all to Exit 13 My name is LL Cool J AKA the goat R. Leslie on the track, uh, uh, uh I told y'all that I would make a killing
Dipset, Killa, Street's what it is I done stopped and styled hummers, rock for wild summers The nerve in me, these courtesy of Crocodile Hunter (That
