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Tradução: Field Music. Tell Me Manténganme.
Tell me, show me Keep me Tell Keep me, show me Tell me, keep me Show me, tell Tell me, show me Keep me, tell Tell me, show me Keep me, tell Tell me
The beats, my mash, jam you for the platinum you have Run it, the illest, watch me become it I'm here, and took it bowling, like straight to the wig Speak truth like kids, tell
women But mine aside, so why you tellin your same ?? When niggas ain't have shit, tell me who's the one that ride We gon' ride ride though, you can call me
's get it together 'fore it's over Be a soldier like my Mo Thug family [Cat Cody] They never ever turned their backs on me (backs on me!) When I was
hop We keep it keep it movin, non non stop {*scratch 'Black Eyed Peas'*} Yo, we keep it movin {*scratch*} Yo, we keep it movin the hip hip hip, the hop hop hop We keep it keep
Been Borrowed And Lent I Know This Music Comes Down From African Descent 'Cause I Don't Need A Magic Potion Let Me Talk About Back Field In Motion My
I gotta see a thug nigga ill as me The Ill Will in me, I rep that willingly Step back enemies, death tracks feelin me Six blocks, losin my mind Runnin
Polo's they think they got me but they would try to crack me if they ever see a black me I thought I chose a field where they couldn't sack me if a
keep your change They say I don't belong here Try and cut me out the field like a John Deere I'm incompatible Prob'ly cause I'm valuable Lend me your
dats why me seh dem chat to much So mi tell dem goh clean up dem heart yeh Because dem bad man and dem dam corupt You ah hear mi mek we keep the music
no dats why me seh dem chat to much So mi tell dem goh clean up dem heart yeh Because dem bad man and dem dam corupt You ah hear mi mek we keep the music
out how the rhymes keep comin' Beats keep drummin' He's most persistent, he's onto something, yeah Just keep tellin' yourself that But it ain't hard for me
scar, They try to keep your free spirit trapped in a jar, So you'll keep your mouth shut, And won't tell the world who's who and what's what, and prolly
came out without a scar They tried to keep ya free spirit trapped in a jar So you'll keep ya mouth shut, and not tell the world Who's who and what's what
it's the odd shottie that got cats, likening me To the mob John Gotti rap dudes bitin' me 'cause I got it locked like the late Bob Marley Pardon me y
I'm on colo smilin', they think they got me But they'd try to crack me if they ever see a black me I thought I chose a field where they couldn't sack me