Montego bay. I met a lady please let me stay. Here in your warm brown arms Till I melt away. Be my day honey be my night. If I drift away honey be my
Tradução: Gatos. Ser mi día.
to rappers is silly Them boys stale packin up illys And all my niggas packin the illy my fraction is gritty we large The best kush the only reason I'm beggin' your pardon Cats
continental and I copped it off on ebay I pop champ like its my b day, force power Under my hood like its an olympic relay My Flow Rida on time, no delay
where you be? (Under palm trees stayin warm) (Who you be?) Raekwon, who is you? (Amaz-on) I'ma keep it (Compton) Staten ('til the day is done) [Interlude
cause if he did I wouldn't be involved in this nonsense Wouldn't be in Harlem, wouldn't be at this conference I'd rather be pushing rock, like ??? 50 whispered in my
nigga they tryin to get them bullets out It was all good a week ago, you was callin shots in the hood Bitch now you so {?} the hood Used to be a gang
cuz if he did I wouldn't be involved in this nonsense Wouldn't be in Harlem, wouldn't be at this conference I'd rather be pushing rock, like ??? 50 whispered in my
Like Parinah Food On My Son I Push Yo Head Backwords Cuz Ill Never Ever Be The Next Dead Rapper Id Rather Be Alive Pushin Sum 2008 Shit Cuz U Gotta Be
livin' la vida loca She's livin' la vida loca Woke up in New York City In a funky, cheap motel She took my heart and she took my money She must have
going to the o-old me Since I'm freed from deeds how I'm posed to be Man I'm staying close and praying that He m-molds me I'm running from my sin 'cause
to be killed Man, we couldn't keep the standard cuz perfection His will He is coming back for all of the cats That allowed Christ to be they ransom and
you up And tap that booty up [Nate Dogg] Taking a ride on the East Side Made a right on MLK What a beautiful day, what a day, what a day Ridin' high
through the storm My words to my first born, feel me .. My words to my first born .. My words to my first born [2Pac] Since my very first day on this
I need a homie that know me when all these muthafuckin' cops be on me I got problems ain't nobody calling back now what the fuck is happenin' with my ballin' cats
broke nigga Finger on the trigger Lord forgive me if I smoke niggaz I love my females strapped, no fuckin from the back I get my currency in stacks, California
way, sorry to say You shoulda known, shinin on Sonsee's not in the day All the niggaz in my zone, my close affiliates be rippin it illin it adrenaline
