Vertimas: Rush Of Fools. Nepabėgsi.
me, You're pulling me here (Chorus:) And I, can't get away, can't get away Can't get away, can't get away I can't get away, can't get away...I keep running
it eyes No, you ain't, man No, you ain't come A brother think you've got back up But you really don't You know why I wouldn't even hit you with my fist
spins Crack or smack will take you to a sure end You don't need it,just throw that stuff away You wanna get high?Let the record play Mc Ice t I'm your
so good that you can't say it, 'cause it ain't even cool for you to sound cocky anymore People just get sick 'cause you spit, these fools can't drool
Some for him and some for me Hell yeah, I'll be there to help you fuck 'em Get 'em drunk, get 'em high Pull they titties out and suck 'em [k.b.] Don't rush
tell 'em we don't fight for fools 'cos love is in our hearts I lost some hours thinking of it I need the strength to go and get what I want I lost a
behind Oh, get up and boogie, oh baby, get up and dance Oh, get, get, get, get up and boogie, baby, oh, get up and dance Shake your booty, mama, oh, get
Atlanta She let a nigga fuck but I still can't stand her The pussy wasn't good I said "What's up bitch? I'm tired of fuckin' can you suck dick?" She
still beatin' And we back with the rap that packs the room Black tracks with the rhythm that make you move Can't hush the bum rush, we bust the sound
lit when I vandalize Can't see what I is or will be Only what I was cause I crush an MC I'm dandy happy go lucky don't touch me Don't play cause I'm
loving the fool you getting played you need to quit that love shit and get paid I could see if the bitch was faithfull but ain't nobody faithfull you need to get
can't this be love? Straight from the heart, oh tell Me why Can't this be love? Baby, why can't this be love? Got to know why can't this Be love? I wanna
' back forever She goes away and leaves him with a smile You can't hide your lyin' eyes And your smile is a thin disguise I thought by now you'd realize There ain't
Uncle chucky Will you read us a bedtime story please huh please Alright You kids get to bed ill get the story book Heeeeereeeee weeee go Slam the impala
then, I'mma live it up, pop corks and split a dutch Walking on the wild side, just to get a rush Y'all better get in touch, laws ain't shit to us Every
me can't fake it when I'm high Get the Visine for the tight red eyes Jump in the Cutlass with the niggas from the set The blunt went out but we ain't
