be a crazy team Why don't we make a scene together? Oh, oh, oh, oh Let's get together, yeah, yeah, yeah Think of all that we could share Let's get together
Tradução: La banda sonora de The Parent Trap. Vamos a juntarnos [Angel de nadie].
What's black in black, yo, and kills another? An ignorant sucker that isn't labelled as a brother But another So now it's time we evolve And get together
sinnin the killin now And then nobody gets in the middle together And they tell the nigga it good to be back From prison but don't nobody feel him but
2045 (Let's get radical) Watch me now! School's in the yard, digital games When the war broke out we called your name (What's your name?) Everyone
up on you, I told you it's comin' Armageddon (It's comin Armageddon) New world order (New world order) If we get our shit together Bitches ain't nothin
some beasts when we can let off them leeches We go and get it, get ya weight up And when them camera flash you ain't never gotta ask it's that's Boosie
the Row, is bailin Laugh now but cry much later Ya see when niggas get together they get mad 'cause they can't fade us Like my niggas from South Central, Los Angeles
a little piece of love and a pit full of demons Midwest side was record company comprised of all friends Who grew up together and shared ends Nobody stepped on nobody's
Pimp on) Then you gettin' yo pimp on (Pimp, pimp on) Then get ya pimp on Playa get ya pimpin' on Gotta get ya game together, man all ya women gon' Then
I can change the weather My brainstorm for some it's like a pace umbrella Where bullets and lies both spray together My mind scream like Al Green "Let's stay together
it's revealed to me You my angel in disguise and it's real to me Now it's clear to see it's on destiny So let's get this back how it's suppose to be,
plain as day Look how it falls down Falls down upon everybody! This is it [lateef] Looking, over a city, that's gritty, and rather pretty A pity, it's
] And life get's risky sometimes, but you gotta take chances.Life's a game, you gotta risk it.Listen, life's so crazy but i've lived mine well. I hope
worthwhile (From storm clouds, Come angels, Let pain give you pleasure From dirt roads, to flowers, when faith can be measured From storm clouds, Come angels, Let
Get your money mayne, go get your money mayne (yeah yeah) Go get your, go get your money mayne (get off me, get off me!) Go get your, go get your money
" "Pat the accelerator a little bit" "Might get it started, now" "Oh yes, I got that thing together now, boy" "She's kickin' now!" "Yeah" "Yeah, will let her get
foul sinnin the killin now and then nobody gets in the middle together And they tell the nigga it good to be back from prison but don't nobody feel him