I can't ride on it, that I won't allow So don't help me through I've something to prove Yeah is there any love in your heart Don't help me through I
Tradução: De Texas. No Ayúdame a través.
can't ride on it, that I won't allow So don't help me through I've something to prove Yeah is there any love in your heart Don't help me through I'
And promise to buy them some of them Razor foot scooters They don't care where the cops is Outta the blue they stop biz Teacher started givin' me a pop
they don't fucking.. (I'd like to propose a toast) (I said toast motherfucker) [Chorus: Kanye] And I am And they ask me, they ask me, they ask me, I
Spend a condo and a club, one bottle won't do Two bottles won't do, bottles for the whole crew, thanks And bring me that Patrone, I don't play No ice
they got him runnin in faster paces You lookin through the water - hey, that's The Matrix [Interlude: Wyclef] Immigration knockin at my do' I don't know
don't defend no girl that's dumb I don't like no brothers tryin to get none Cause no, no, no, you're not humpin me I'm not dumb like Prissy on '3's Company
fake louis Shawty dat'll make you basic Dat ain't a 5 star chick It ain't a 5 star chick It ain't a 5 star chick It ain't a 5 star chick [Trina:] See
out the window Me and my comrades take a nigga out his shoes Rule number one, don't get it confused I'm talkin bout that one three, s-h-o-t Nine millimeter
ain't bumpin like I'm bumpin Ye ain't sayin nuthin homie Ye ain't fresh azimiz Ye ain't got it (ye ain't got it) You don't keep it thuggin like I
and handcuffin' ass niggas! My Niggas! Be some "Send them hoes out!" ass niggas! Your Niggas! Be some tricking Don't pay them hoesass niggas! My Niggas! Bishop Don
b, Ya man is a scrub see She loves me now, She loves you not Yea all me bitches love me And if you in atlanta Look up gucci gurl and beep me And we cand
rich off respect Ask anybody who know me about my seeds Westside 9th street, I came up amongst the G's Crack game in 88, it took over shit I was there I stood on southern through texas
it through Do your time, do your time, don't let your time do you Until I went to jail you couldn't tell me, I ain't seen it all That box, a mother*******,
I don't know(I don't know) I tried the highways, but the highways closed Now I'm blinded by a dusty road Uncertain which way to go, to find my way back home, to Texas
