Tradução: De La Soul. Sólo Havin A Bola.
De La family You know how we do Just havin a ball, I just like talkin I don't really talk too much, I'm just havin a ball Yeah Shout out to A Tribe Called
, down to slaughter opposers Just another lost soul, stuck, callin Jehovah Outlaw 'til it's over, brand as my strap Back like a cobra, I stay drunk, cause
: [Chorus] A man would die a thousand times Before he reach one with soul The one he beathes will be his last breath Or does any one ever known He died
about a hundred or more, maybe less of em Got my rocks off, that nigga from the Brook just be whylin on you just be, stylin on you (you so crazy) When
Livin like a baller loc Havin money, and blowin hella chronic smoke I bought my momma a Benz, and bought my Boo-Boo a Jag And now I'm rollin in a nine
Livin like a baller loc I'm havin money, and blowin hella chronic smoke I bought my momma a Benz, my Boo-Boo a Jag And now I'm rollin in a nine-trizzay
the narrow gate, but why that's a road to destruction and hate What you thought life was a sport? A game? One hundred years short, know the soul is immortal
forever, a buckwild, endeavorous scene Should we pursue with somethin real or just chasin a dream Or casin' the scene Fore I die I plan To see your soul
women whores A bitch a dirty boar, a hoe open up the pussy store Now what's the difference between the two? Man, I just told you that But that don't
't havin dat A nigga fronted me a brick told myself I can have dat Fuck 'em I'll kill 'em if he want beef Ion give a fuck my family folks must eat I'm
was fucking niggas daily??? We already in hell, Lord, please will you save me I'm riding with a 12 gauge i know these niggas hate me I got a few birds and a
s tha way you get a man, get a man Sneak up on him and you kill him And he won't fuck with you no more You havin' a party With that weed goin' up in
't have a plan How you gon' get it, from your Uncle Sam? Your welfare check can't buy a house and a Benz What'chu wanna be, a mouse or a man? You need
I'm alive by I'm never slippin' to be a victim of a drive-by But it's still kind of crazy If I spend two seconds with a girl, she's claimin' she's havin' a
Leave a message for those who call We're out havin' us a ball We're not here for a long time We're here for a good time, baby We're not here for a long
I'm awake but he shows up when I sleep I can't believe that there's a nightmare on my street It was a Saturday evening if I remember it right And we had just
about a hundred or more, maybe less of 'em Got my rocks off, that nigga from the Brook just be Whylin' on you, just be stylin' on you When I, tried
