? You can't go on, thinkin' Nothings wrong, but bye, (who's gonna drive you) (who's gonna drive you) Who's gonna drive you home, tonight? (who's gonna drive
Tradução: Coches nuevos. Unidad.
chest shots, coming my way believe me (Yea!) yea best not stop at my gate, (Yea!) 3 cars, the rest** lot in the drive way, (Yea!) you know I got rest
the Rov The 6 in the hundred Stay blunted nigga I gets money You niggas spittin to get cars and cop cribs Can I live Drive that bullshit off a bridge
: [Chorus: The Game] I got big money I drive big cars, Everybody know me, It's like I'm a movie star, Everybody know me, It's like I'm a movie star,
of moving cars, Remember, New Jersey driver?s like a East Coast menace, And Belly was like the sequel without O-Dogg in it, Give me a New York minute,
on some regular rhymin, fuck all this new shit When they gon' let real niggaz get on that cruise ship Black Sox and Dallas Squad got, chains and cars
: [Chorus] I got big money I drive big cars, everybody know me, it?s like I?m a movie star, everybody know me, it?s like I?m a movie star, everybody
Benz when I wish I could park one Shed a couple tears when I heard that he caught one So everytime I drive down, wish I'll spark one, for you and 'Pac
got too much money bitch I can't stop rappin [MJ] I drive fast cars, eat lunch by lakes [MJ] and meet a hundred different bitches when I drop new tapes
a weapon My goonies get looney anytime that I tell 'em Dead 'em! I walk around with stacks in my denim With fast foreign cars with the gator skin in '
New York New York's coming an' New York talks Hey! Strike! Not once... Strike! But twice! Get out your money - peel a slab Roll some notes an' hail a cab Drive
there and trains go by And there's people locked in cattle cars And have you noticed The french fries at the A&W Taste a little strange? I drive down
you jus gotta let it out Young angel and young ryan You know what it is, uh [Drake:] Look, I'm the property of october I ain't drive here I got chauferred
Cause I could flood the city with a staff of three I'm talkin me and two partners in that caprice With no copies made, I got the master keys And fast cars
: [singing:] You can't love, but I bet ya Yo can't hine yeah [Verse 1:] Here we Gooo The 1st time aroud I left the cars at the house And I put the diamonds
