Sorry, I had to go away Tomorrow's just another day Without you here, I'll have to say How's your head? I'm so sorry That I can't do anything about it
be praying Here without you I feel helpless Sorry I had to go away Tomorrow's just another day without you here, I'll have to say Hold on to love How's your day
Перевод: Третий день. Как Ваш руководитель?.
Перевод: Третий день. Как Your Head (Для Aimee).
screamin' free Gotti guard your body SWAT teams is waitin' with the shotty (Wyclef): Y'all need to (REPEAT) For all my people doin' time keep your head
So I stay strugglin and jugglin with all the might I can muster Since a youngster, been money hungry, moved in One's five's and ten's was funny money
talks, so you can trust this speech It's Barack O'Balla baby, let's do lunch, let's feast Landlord of the H, let's discuss this lease If you in Texas
never lose See I can tell by your shoes if you attracted to Benz's with 22's Say I confuse you play little tricks with your head Catchin' feelin's
honey, that's right Cause I'm thinkin with my big head, FUCK what my dick said! Chorus: Ice Cube We puttin cash over ass, each and every day Go
honey, that's right Cause I'm thinkin with my big head, FUCK what my dick said! Chorus: Ice Cube We puttin cash over ass, each and every day Go on
up your hands Everybody lift your hands if you know that Jesus is worthy Open up and give Him praise let's do it in a hurry If you love Him let's glorify
comin Then bring it back, with another stack, of raps to blow your back out How many of y'all wanna go for yours I keep my dogs in the crackhouse [Buckshot] Let's
's eat" I said, "That's what we're gonna do!" "But first you gotta tell me What it is you're hungry for!" And she says, "Let me think What's left in
to get on your nerves Your rent due on the first but right now it's the third Telling yourself it's gon' get better but ain't believing a word Feel like it's
hard-headed, infamous song torture Crack your knuckles, buckle up your pants tight Pull your hats down, let's get it on like papi bar fights My spiral book, hold the world's most lethal There's
climbin' through your window Like I'm fuckin' Broadman Look I'm Shady Aftermath Put your head in a scope A bank roll with the bucks It's what these young