leaving you Sick of everything that you put me through And I don't wanna be with you I'm sorry I can't be with you. And that's why I'm leaving you Sick
Tradução: Huracán, Chris. Leaving You.
If he ain't Cube or Pac then who you got? We getting tired of you talkin about who you shot I'll use another six bars to tell you who you not You ain'
:] Yea You Know We Strap All Day Ride All Night,This Is The Life Of A A,This Is The Life Of A N.O Nigga[3x]You Know Nigga Since The Hurricane Came,Shit
Play Me Like A Rookie Watch how Quick I Leave You Shooken I Hop Out Of The Bushes With That Thang Like Suprise (suprise) And If You Try To Run That Choppa
the shades I been up for bout three days {You already know what we say when we outta here what? a bay bay a bay bay you can find if you scared} [X2] Cut
on my game I can slay you and touch you in places till you say my name I know you want me to touch you if not you in the game sit back relax get a drink
Aah, Colli Park Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones, Smurf You did the fool with this one, baby I got Hurricane Chris (Say girl, say girl) And right now (
the life of a, N.O nigga, N.O. nigga, N.O. nigga You know niggas since the hurricane came shit aint been right If you visit my city you could lose your
fourth round Bad and you know it clap your hands Might as well leave off your pants I know what's about to happen now Babygirl l-let me take you down take you
Beside from rap I'm kinda focused on land now Cause I don't know where the game is It's just been attacked by Hurricane Chris So niggas can't fathom
Jigga If he ain't Cube or Pac then who you got? We getting tired of you talkin about who you shot I'll use another six bars to tell you who you not You
If he ain't Cube or Pac then who you got? We getting tired of you talkin about who you shot I'll use another six bars to tell you who you not You ain
The Storm of the Century (the 1935 Labor Day hurricane song) Words and music by Chris Foster © January 9th 2003. The keys are the islands along Florida
