a trace of sweat on your face Move in, move in Remember now the times we had Move in, watch me move in Remember now the times we had Move in, move in
a trace of sweat on your face Move in, move in Remember now the times we had Move in, watch me move in Remember now the times we had Move in, move
Tradução: De Texas. Se mueven en.
you take is the path you've chosen T he end is the beginning, beginning is the end Every road gonna bring you round again Stop and look around Time to move
straight face I keep it gangsta for my niggas up in Cali We sit on 23 inch spinners up in the alley We smoke on dro from Texas to the NY Ten niggas with
was just a girl But old Tennessee and me Couldn't take Texas out of her On how I wish Dallas was in Tennessee If I could move Texas east Then she'd
who's back up in the house? Original Cleveland Criminals Niggas just send em subliminal messages like "murda, mo murder murder" Never forgot where we come from Watch how you move
Where I almost made out with the homecoming queen Who almost went on to be miss texas But lost to a slut with much bigger breastes I almost dropped out to move
: Hello...Hello..Hello...Hello..Hello! [Band Talking to each other] Wooo....... Move around kids.. Bill Parcells wants...What?..Start Over 1...2...3..
time mi hear seh di fassy dem ah watch mi Nah give dem di chance fi come mob mi When mi big up di weed man dem inna Texas or Philly Move di shipment
: Well the world is facin' problems gettin' bigger every day We got a greenhouse over Texas and recession's on the way We got hunger in the Third World
to 'Change Clothes' I know you heard of that!! Change your whole attitude It's time to take off your cool If it make you wanna move, then move My niggaz
they lace 'em, roll 'em, smoke 'em and blow 'em dirty! Guns they hold 'em, if they clean dogg, we make 'em dirty! [Repeat 2x] [Verse 2] (Bun B) Straight up outta Texas
ving Gotta move on, gotta move on, gotta move on Won't you take me to funkytown Won't you take me to funkytown Let me hear you Houston, Texas, Mexico
: It was late one night in Southern Texas My dad was playing in a rock-n-roll band He took me along to a place called Cheatem Street My bags were packed