Tradução: Dead Boys. Tell Me.
gotta tell me you're coming back to me You gotta tell me you're coming back to me You gotta tell me you're coming back to me You gotta tell me you're
that shit) dont mind them they just talkin baby they know they cant fuck with me baby (that mean they cant fuck wit you) you tell them like that bitch
young boys to speak to me in code, cause its hard to tell, which niggaz leakin to the po's ( Yea Yea!) these boys in the hood, wanna creep me and I knows
got me curious, you probably look better when your dead Nine by the spine, (5th in the holst) Scum bag it's them D-Block boys, daddy kissin' the ghost
t Don't mind them, they just talking baby They know they can't f-ck with me baby (That mean they can't f-ck with you) You tell them like that bitch told
about, So you can hear my message, my confession, Somebody tell Usher, I seen the moonwalk, I guess the young thriller touched him, Like he touched me
boys gon' do to me, I'm born street Your life's sweet, MTV's Laguna Beach Mama told me not to play with fire but She never told me I would grow to be
Want 'em, come get 'em n*ggas, ya'll know where to get at me Look at me, now pass me, maybe you can be half me You bastards, I'm laughin', bullets stickin
them! Want em, come get 'em niggaz, y'all know where to get at me Look at me, now pass me, maybe you can be half me You bastards, I'm laughin, bullets
them Want 'em, come get 'em n*ggas, ya'll know where to get at me Look at me, now pass me, maybe you can be half me You bastards, I'm laughin', bullets
you care about, so you can hear my message, my confession, someone tell usher, i seen the moonwalk, i guess the young thriller touched him, like he touched me
die The stuttering rifles Will stifle the cry The monstrous anger The fear's rapid rattle A desert inferno Kids dying like cattle Don't tell me
die the stuttering rifles will stifle the cry the monstrous anger the fear's rapid rattle a desert inferno kids dying like cattle Don't tell me
fruit since I claimed Him cause, I came a long way, let me tell you what I was. Can't go back baby! We've evolved! We were once dead in our trespasses
white man bleed God bless the dead" [Chorus - 2pac:] God bless the dead God bless the dead God bless the dead [2pac:] Man, ain't nobody promised me
s how we gonna do it (8 bars?) Yeah all of us gonna spit 8 I'll get the hook son (Yo let me tell these mother fuckers something) You know what I'm saying
All I know who spittin all I know who givin Me all this cash, just to put down twelve to get in yo' ass Listen, keep it far away from me I ain't got time
