the heat Goin' round and round, never lettin' down I'm not the one, whose memory you still keepin' I'm not the one who's talkin' in your sleep (You know why) I
Tradução: The Cars. Yo no soy el.
i'm not the one whose memory you still keep i'm not the one who's talking in your sleep you know why i don't have to tell you twice you know why i knew
half stack And you can keep the cars Leave me the garage And all I... Yes all I need are keys and garage And guess what, in 30 seconds I'm leaving to
B.] I used to dream (I used to dream) oh whoa About the money and the cars and girls (and the girls) But now I sing (now I sing) oh whoa Because I'm sitting
your trust) (Without your trust) I'm letting you take this from the start There is just one condition in which you can't decide (I'm going to my secret
!), point blank will open yea face, (Nah) Till I'm white like a baked patatoe And I'm not new at this, I'm on the jet, but aint nothing change but the
on em Im in the seven jeans with the orange stichy on it One of em t-shirts with the bigger picture on em I'm too big man And I'm so Brooklyn The name
Who Drop This Lamborghini If I?m In the feds To Times Feeling spelling my Nights Up In The Bed But I?m From Compton so When I?m Out Its Infrared Get
around anything white and I'm a cook it I be all up in the kitchin No need for an apron, playboy I'm a professional, I'm cakin playboy The last real D
not about jewelry or cars I love her cause she love me, just for who I are Who I is, who I am, resembles the rims on the Lam' I shine like Shyne when
fence, And I'm going down behind my dogs, but I ain't Vick! Tell me one album I put out that ain't sick? No I'm not the Doctor, but I produce the same
cell, fuck your talk is cheap When I see you, and I'm gonna see you I'm strip you down asshole naked and thats how I'm leave you Then I'm find Havoc,
Two] Shit I might as well be duels, cause they call me the Flowmaster I keep ridin tracks like a natural disaster You know I'm 'bout macra{?} I'll clap
the afterlife when mines just beginnin, huh [The Game] Only son by our mother, no brothers, only sisters by this one Every time I kissed one I missed one
I'm with ya homie Doc Dre on the television while these niggas moving peanuts like a elephant. I'm on cars like spinnin' rims. I'm in a class all by myself
the young kid makin it happen Who you think got them fiends runnin back like Bo Jackson? I'm a gangsta, what else could I say? I'm ahead of myself like
far to go [Verse One] Yeah I know I got 4 to go, so with these bars I flow At a pace for the papes I thank y'all should know I lace it properly for
