are low Joy ride (Joy ride) Move across the night like a separate wind (Joy ride) When your hopes and dreams Lose the will to go Joy ride Reaching for
: It's getting close to sundown over the Sierra Stranded on the freeway burning with desire She was on the sidewalk looking for a night light We talked
low Joy ride (Joy ride) Move across the night like a separate wind (Joy ride) When your hopes and dreams Lose the will to go Joy ride Reaching for the
Tradução: The Killers. Nunca juegues con extraños.
what do we have here Now, do you wanna ride or die La dadada, la la la la [Makaveli] I ain't a killer but don't push me Revenge is like the sweetest
see, what do we have here Now, do you wanna ride or die La dadada, la la la la Verse One: Makaveli I ain't a killer but don't push me Revenge is like
we, mash di place, run di place, bun di place, dun di place Top shotta we a ready to ride And we nuh easy joy and nuh fraid to ride So we, mash di
take the crazy uncertain ride And it's a new kiss and I'm flying out there a great kiss and I'm crying in the street it's a killer kiss under a friendly
the ghost car Don't matter who you are, we going straight to hell And it ain't far, Mr. Nevers You seem to be the kill joy So get your ass in fat boy
guns up 21 gunz solute cos your nobody 'till somebody kills you [Young Merc:] Word on the streets, these niggas ridin around wth the FEDS, like i dont still ride
do is pray for you or organize a wake for you Your choice, clearly I ain't hearing your voice Keep it up and I'm a send your ass to kill without joy Hey
come visit me at my grave I'll come up out the casket Like "Night of the Living Dead" to get that ass bitch Ride 'til a nigga dead like Killa Tay on Crip
don't sleep till they 6 feet deep No 'lax' in my tracks they potent Fuck homicide, I'ma ride, keep smokin' I keep smokin' till the bullshit filter Like cigarettes, Dep came through, killed
