line) (Get on the line, get on the line) Get on the line, now (Get on the line, get on the line, get on) Get on the line (Get on the line, won't you
Перевод: Сладкий. Get On линии.
brick road as we go on another episode Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place That I once used to call home sweet home Come on
ride on 'em! - Then they ride on 'em! Get the line on 'em and squeeze the .9 on 'em! Head shot, .40-Glock blow his mind on him They say ain't not a jooks
heart The fire is awakening there's an ancient fear we all know Ominous, misleading, get entangled in yourself It's a feeling, creeps up, deep within Sweet
get along In this Bittersweet world Everybody's reapin what they sow In this Sweet World Whatever happened to the magic That was keepin us The faith that was the on
It Was My Destiny To Hit That Juicy Recipe Call A Man Who Did Ectasy With A Whole Lotta Freaky Energy Swet Azuca On My Mind With A Top Notch Breezie On My Line I Get
you think you’re goin. Chorus Verse 5: rampage I’m a hard man at work. Lyrical expert. Look out before you get hurt. Bury the dirt. line for line. Ramp
them wild niggaz Yo, you incompatible, snatch yo' collateral Gun blunt you, and rep for every thug capital Diagonal vision, niggaz seein shit on slant Plant beatings on
back me on go get your mack on and keep the track goin and latch on hope you can catch on Follow the beat you sweet bitches and get your dance on Tipsy
the line Not what you seem, don't try and tell me I know what's really on your mind Once you get started, you're out of control Don't play that sweet
the line And ain't no more scratches after that, straight up, niggas is dyin Yo, what the fuck Is you cats doin runnin around like this, like you won't get
punk, get a speed bump comin through A single shot make your knees knock, respect Wu [Redman] Aiyyo I put it on a nigga, shit it on a nigga Turnin
we can get lost when the music plays Hey mama, say mama, star Girl you look good with the club lights on Freaks on the dance floor getting it on
I'll be here when you get home Sitting halfway, away from nowhere Praying for our lips to touch Holding myself for a second Just to catch you smile on this line
I did anything to get her (what?) Paid all her bills and filled the 'fridgerator (uh huh) Reminiscin' on late nights when I try to lay up but couldn't get
was on, throwin' you off-track (oh oh oh) Can't do that, love's like a tug-a-war match You can't win, you fall in, get too attached You wanna be where
bust if ya really think it's CMB And I know you all know about Slim and B We get our ball on, nigga, drink Cristy Me and Buck get head from meekos in
