it all She didn't want to fall, fall in love with me Then she had to see, she had to let it go 'Cause it takes only two to tango She was only seventeen
Tradução: Son By Four. Dos para bailar tango.
it all she didn't want to fall, fall in love with me then she had to see, she had to let it go cause it takes only two to tango. She was only seventeen
car son, that's how I came to bougie niggaz at bar one, it's either that or make front page stardom I'm the Golden Child, chased by Sodom ?? gots my bulletproof
: [conversation continued from the end of Duck Seazon] "The Wu-Tang Clan will rise again There are many of us, working for the good of the Wu Tang" "
critical like the hallways in my projects similar to the streets in Tibet fuck that I aint playin' wit' a full deck (son, son, son, son)
it's real AIDS kills, word up respect this, yo Coming from the Wu, it's real [Verse Four: Master Killer, Inspector Deck] Caught by the gravitation earth
: YoyoyoyoyoYO! Yo Is the niggaz ready for this son? Niggaz ain't ready for this ock One two whatcha wanna do (I'm gonna give it to em anyway though
I got Martin Swayze Is it real son, is it really real son? Let me know it's real son, if it's really real Something I could feel son, load it up and
in the rassle, yo, clap ups Catch me at the Stephen King mansion With four of my Branson niggas With me, me and Britney, a dancer Know your shit authentic by
that or make front page stardom I'm the golden child, chased by Sodom Newenze gots my bulletproof, it's hard to shoot me you hear? By the time you see
on Holy ground give is the greatest of all I spread my love around young black multi, this ain't a game son We run businesses this ain't a game son, we
Yoyoyoyoyoyo! yo Is the niggaz ready for this son? Niggaz ain't ready for this ock One two whatcha wanna do (I'm gonna give it to em anyway though man
ill fly jersey Expos neck froze fuck your set, slash vetos still Lex knows gasoline jumper on with the most fly livest Gortex made in Mexico bricks Fifteen Five Celine Dion ties Two
the Donna Karen shit on, two rings Six carats a piece plus the chain swing Like anchors on ships flooded wit all diamond chips Back pockets: two clips - four
