good's gone The good's gone The good's gone The good's gone The good's gone out of our love I know it's wrong We should enjoy it, but The good's gone
Перевод: Кто,. Товары Gone.
The good's gone The good's gone The good's gone The good's gone The good's gone out of our love I know it's wrong We should enjoy it, but The good's gone
faded Been jaded By every consequence Every word that you hurdled Was part of my defense You can hurt me Desert me It makes no difference I give as good
on lock, you just locked out Skinny jeans but a nigga's still hood I bet they never thought they'd see a B.I.G. gone good But I swear to God my bitch
The python wrap around 'til your breath gone The upper echelon, and I'm the cat you pull a weapon on and wanna squeeze 'til my life is gone? Back to the
the four door Who got the leather, who got the cloth, who got the Vougues With all the hoes, who got the gold, who got that grain Who got the green, who
's if you lookin to rumble Cock back bust aim now I done got yo number In the club you gone feel it when it drop this summer Like rain we gone pour and
on the ass, got my tilly core hot Now I'm almost out the door, one hour left before they close Shawty went upstairs, freshened up and changed her clothes Smellin' good
story told So get a good hold, yeah Regiment fooled you, you thought that you knew who you are A simple equation, that's the relation, but that's gone
) Ohh Woahh There is no escaping (yo)(yooo) There's no place to hide(yooo)(yooo) Yes please someone save me(yo)(yooo) But they don't pave no mind( yooo) (yooo) (Good night) Good
my back bigger problems than that Bin Laden on my ass he probly gone send a task I ain't gone even ask they ain't gone let me pack they ain't gone gimme
that we wanted That's why we sing for these kids, who don't have a thing Except for a dream, and a fuckin' rap magazine Who post pin-up pictures on
could save it when I'm gone And bury to make sure the tradition carries on I would [Eminem] If I could only use this power for good I wouldn't, not
What about math, how come I wasn't ever good at that It's like the boy in the bubble, who never could adapt, i'm trapped If I could go back, I never woulda
