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Dennis Matt

Please direct my call Like strings and cans through halls I made some out of lead And I tried them out from bed Couldn't make it through the walls Turn

What'll she look like when she Opens her eyes And sees what she wants to see Instead of this cold mirrors lies And all the pieces complete, She says with

please direct my call like string and cans through halls I made some out of led and I tried them out from bed couldn't make it through the wall turn

Превод: Този мотор е Pipe Bomb. Тя въпроси.

[B.G.] Ain't this a bitch (Hook-2x) If this nigga die, then a lot of niggas gon' die If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry [B.G. {talking

Please direct my call like string and cans through halls I made some out of led and I tried them out from bed couldn't make it through the wall turn

would be is an arguement. It doesnt really matter. what really sucks it's that we're gonna let it happen, no one's afraid of becoming stagnant or stale anymore. It doesnt really matter