looking for the truth I know there's one out there looking for something . . . looking for something that I can believe in looking for something . . . looking for something
Tradução: Down by Law. En busca de algo.
just looking for the truth I know there's one out there looking for something . . . looking for something that I can believe in looking for something . . . looking for something
: Something that could make you do wrong, make it do you right [x4] [Layzie:] Look nigga from the cradle to the grave You gotta hustle to get paid I
child Like a little child loves a little lamb Thrown to the ground by something down there Bitten by the bad air, while the clouds tick Trying to read all the signs Preparing for
I love you) I'ma tell you one time (girl I love, girl I love you) Looking for your hot stuff Baby, I need it Looking for your hot stuff Baby, tonight
for cracked jaw Yes I rocked your cheddar box (hah) Dangerous you're not I gets down (HOO) Twist your body {*singing*} round and round, upside down Chorus
Get down to the precious lovers [Chorus] Lord Lord Lord This is something special Lord Lord Lord This is something special [Raekwon] Ayo open glass
Talking mentiras, cause they can't beat us Mira Lil' Rob on his lowrider bicicleta Looking for munecas, beautiful like aztecas But when it comes to love, before the agony for
chepas Talking mentiras, cause they can't beat us Mira Lil' Rob on his lowrider bicicleta Looking for munecas, beautiful like aztecas But when it comes to love, before the agony for
it for the real niggaz, twenty-four seven hustlers EHHH, until we shove a barrel down ya pipe suckers Ain't no love for them busta, no pimp for no coward
thing, ima pop that thing, shots gon sting, really? The nigga by this other truck with me, and, for most of the other niggas stuck with me Ill tell you something
'll go on like smoking cigarettes, bad for yo health, got one hell of a mean streak, causing beef on the street, I pray on the week for ever looking for
girl I love you) I'ma tell you one time (girl I love, girl I love you) Looking for your hot stuff Baby, I need it Looking for your hot stuff Baby, tonight
, Public Enemy These stations have high intellect They don't pretend to be, too bourgeois to rock a jam raw Understand what I'm sayin', they're down by law
call it? Uh, a `metaphor'. It's a metaphor, get it? ``Look out! Look out! Look out! Look out! Look out! Look out! Look out! Look out! Look
I remember how I used to walk up and down the streets of the city of New Orleans. Bound by drugs, bound by alcohol, commiting the different acts of sin
