could they do this to us? This boy, this boy How could they make such a fuss? Over this boy, this boy Not much to compare him to This boy, this boy
Превод: Това куче. Това момче.
these walls are closin' in This roof is cavin' in Uh, it's time to raise it, then Your tasin' them with like pages in My book of rhymes got 'em cookin' Boy, this
know you said he's just a dog astray He is a bad boy with a tainted heart And even I know this ain't smart But mama, I'm in love with a criminal And this
Tell the world that I'm coming "Ain't No Stopping Us Now", I love that song Whenever it comes on it makes me feel strong I thought I told y'all that
a smell that's stinkier than cow shit That's word to Toronto So high up I got birds in the condo Ain't that a female dog? Ask her who I am to her and
It's best that you bester crew Wit your flesh going bruise Blood goin' ooze and However you choose your ass goin' lose This ain't the blues Don't things that
provin'? (Turn that shit all the way up, yeah) You know that I'm two levels above you, baby (Music's gettin louder) Hug me baby, I'ma make you love me baby (This
ma help yo ass out on what a bitch think when a nigga got some cheddar Girls be like (A LOON)! Take that, get money, cars, player That's that act innocent
of memories on that road. With every step I take I know that I'm not alone: You take the home from the boy, But not the boy from his home. These are my
left a million mile of memories on that road Every step I take, I know that I'm not alone You take the home from the boy but not the boy from his home
I was a younger man Now my body says, "You can't do this boy" But my pride says, "Oh, yes you can" I ain't as good as I once was That's just the cold
But I'll explain, it's simply mathematical You diss, I diss, this is creates an equal You reply to my diss, this is called a sequel I reply to your diss, this
blisters Body that smells like the New York mets Arm pits all nappy packed full of sweat I hope this something that you never forget Tie that freak
come up off of that And every night her body gets jacked That gangsta, gang-gangsta That gangsta, gang-gangsta Gangsta, gang-gangsta That gangsta love It's the life that
West Coast, it's time to stand up We gon' unite 'round this motherf*** one time I'm callin' every real Crip And every real B dog to the table right now
this time that we had something You rolled your eyes like it was nothing new You only think about you Put your shades on not to show it Don't pretend that
