Tradução: All Star United. Vamos a Get Crazy.
name It's such a mess for me to be with you Does anybody feel the same? Get off my back It's a big mistake Together you and me Get off my back
fall on me Fall on me I'll never let you down Fall on me I'll always be around Fall on me Bring me your broken heart Fall on me Let's never be
you So beat up and blue If your sick of it Let's get crazy No keepin' it cool I'm breakin' the rule Just a little bit Let's get crazy I'll be
one knows Yeah so far it's been hard She falls to make her way She's a girl who needs To hear somebody say It's alright It's alright It's alright
and walk away A song for the broken hearted Don't let them ever get you down A song for the broken hearted Don't let them ever get you down
Busta Rhymes} Yes, yes, uhh, Zhane and Busta Rhymes {It's a party, let's get it on tonight} Ahhh, woo, let's get it on, let's get it on {Gonna rock your
around, steppin' in dog shit And get doo-doo on the shoe again, soon as they washed it But their pride won't let 'em, inside's like 'Go get 'em' And
) {Baby I want you to be my entourage} {If you want then we could take this very far} [Omarion:] Omarion! Let's Go! [50 Cent:] Let's rock and roll baby
Keith] I know you out there and y'all understand But I'ma let Ced get on and tell y'all what it's really like It's not so complicated but CONNECT WITH
] stop steel Y'all some fake-thug livin' tryna get notice by hangin' with stars No need to say no names, niggas know who the fuck you are We all true sound, nigga united
feel ya... I'm eighteen, and now I'm havin' big fun My baby's mother just had my first son May eleven, I never will forget the day A star's born, let's
get to popping 'em (Ya'meen) You don't like me, you can get what's right above the testicles S.P., turn your top five into vegetables You don't believe me, get 'em all
was it that Judd you know how it go all my partnas cut, all my partnas tight we gonna get kill, leys get fried tonight and we can get blitz and jam some
rhyme it is We gon' stay fly, hit lye, rock diamond shits Based on a general's fist of fury Neck, arm, money, all of that's crispy jewelry Let me show
or was it that Judd you know how it go all my partnas cut, all my partnas tight we gonna get kill, leys get fried tonight and we can get blitz and jam
bout it I got your back though Chorus: Raekwon Yo why's my niggas always yellin that broke shit Let's get money Son, now you wanna smoke shit Chill
drink the most Henny, yeah, me and Jake We smoke the most weed and that's mostly the haze Get the most of them the rules kicked on a nigga's face Gotta
