Losing It" I'm Losing It, I'm Losing it, She got me, she got me, got me, She got me, she got me gone. I'm Losing It, I'm Losing it, She got me, she
Tradução: R Ciudad. Im Losing It.
y'all know by now it's .. [Verse 1] You ain't never seen a nigga this large (nah) Motherfuck the house (nah), the nigga's garage is as big as the projs (yeah) I move from city to city
witness Only (Church's) in the hood sell chicken (ba-KAW) Every nigga in the hood sell chickens move work like city buses You fuckin with the Hub City
it At the summit of rap and I'm watchin' you haters plummit Run to it or run from it, to bun it don't give it Wipe the streets wit ya like you a swifter
hundreds, it's doable, I done done it At the summit of rap and I'm watchin you haters plummit Run to it or run from it, to Bun it don't differ Wipe the
it fool I done done it At the summit of rap and I'm watchin' you haters plummit Run to it or run from it, to bun it don't give it Wipe the streets wit
choose to I know that in the morning i will lose you.... And maybe you'll be mad And maybe i'll be gray Before we really understand or maybe it wont
!!, we ready) [Verse 1:] Ha!!!, you, ah walk 'round wid R. Kelly face Bad breath caan hide under toothpaste We see dem gal dem try but dem still lose
: [Intro: Tone] Hawk, who goes yonder? It is I, sire, Tone from Brooklyn Well speak up man, what is it? News from the east, sire The best of both
It ain't really the way that it's supposed to be And don't get close to me if you're contaminated Take a picture of your soul and get it laminated
(yup) a lot of barkin But your bite was nothin, guess you mighta been frontin Yo ain't no mic to it, City see right through it I was born to be the shit
' high on a mountain top, holdin' shop singin' the raw dog blues Like in old Mississippi's dirty cotton fields Or in Detroit City's unforgotten wheels It
Prankster It's Lil' Rob aka Capone, Mexican Gangster Orale pues, it's me The L-I-L R-O-B Orale pues, it's me The L-I-L R-O-B Orale Got those beats that
Sing it sister.. Yeah, we'd like to welcome y'all inside this R&G Rhythm & Gangsta: The Masterpiece Such a, heavenly experience Alchemist, break it down
thoughts with the you lose your balance when the sound hits ya So check for the, fifth militia A poet's under pressure stressing that you get the picture Even if it