'em know Sing for me Living in a world where hearts are cold, yea, yea, y'all Living in a city where thugs don't live that long So sleeping in a home
Living in a world where hearts are cold, yea yea ya'll Living in a city where thugs don't live that long, so Sleeping in a home where only gangsta's rome
Перевод: Trick Daddy. "Жизнь в мире".
Перевод: Trick Daddy. Жизнь в мире.
Sing for me [Chorus: (Children)] Living in a world where hearts are cold, yea yea ya'll Living in a city where thugs don't live that long, so Sleeping
Do a rain dance and you brace through a marsh My heavy my brother get lighter than helium Float above the world to break the tedium Living in my headphones
Queen Pen] Talkin about a life that you know you never lived You a studio gangsta phony artist shit Poppin twenty bottles but never leave bid That's that show off, big trick
even know I own a company [Hook 2X] [Trick Daddy] I could smoke up a whole arm of that Purple kush and the jamaican shit Get rid of all the stems and seeds And get a
. niggaz But you know I pop a lot of shit but I back it up though see it's a difference, a lot of niggaz pop shit But a lot of niggaz don't make hits
, yeah In a world of, larger moves, new cars to cruise Sometimes I make the news, falsely accused I gotta shake the spot when the stakes is high A brother
Locked down in the ten by fo', controllin' the house We live in hard knocks, we don't take over we borrow blocks Burn 'em down and you can have it back, daddy
somethin buggin all of my peoples (What) In the back of a Caddy Juppin' outta Caddies, spreadin' through alleys In Cleveland and Cali like daddy and Oh, no, love, for double-a and duble-a
seas Once you've had a look you will stop wondering at me Welcome to the world where your old conscience resides Flown away one might while you were choosing a
. niggaz But you know I pop a lot of shit but I back it up though see it's a difference a lot of niggaz pop shit But a lot of niggaz don't make hits
momma if she want it You think I'm fronitin' a fruad, Peter tell 'em how I want it Aiyo Shaq the world is yours but can I get a city Gritty blocks shitty
have we a cat in a Bentley waggy That keep cats saggy, roll with P-Daddy Come be one of baggy, girls be one to stab me I be more than gladly to tell a