you And I'm high and low For yesterday High and low for you and I High and low Found a letter from a man A modern man addressed to you And now I steal
Tradução: Quería. Alta y baja.
ruggish and the whole world love it, we gon' give it to em like, like.... [Chorus: Layzie Bone (Krayzie Bone)] Round and round and round we go... And
the moment They're made before right becomes wrong Whenever you've got what I want And you've got what I want... Oh yeah! It's only for the night And
Lives get took and takin? you?re pulsatin?, you can?t breathe No need to look up and see me The last hope, when you want mellow you call whoever For
knives too More sharp, and ready to outslice you About 5 dudes, waitin outside for you And what's inside is coming outside you Get me drunk, and I'll
the Roc bastards we are BACK! In the heezy Jiggaman, B. Sieg to M-Easy (what up fam?) Oskino and Sparks and Freeweezy (holla!) Mickey, Mallory, Chris and
people business Bad mind is active (ah, ah, ah, ah) And its the way the they want to live Bad mind is active (ah, ah) Dem neva stop and think positive
stoop low And yuh go try cronicle Gal dem out a road dem all a laugh after you Cause him want Suzette and him want patsy too And any time him get
about gold If I told the world I copped it from Ghana and Mali? (Mali!) First nigga with a Benz and a backpack Ice chain, Cardi lens, and a knapsack Always
put your mind at ease I'd like to play you something low and sexy look at our dancers they're so young and pretty, hi Olga And when we start to groove
your mind at ease I'd like to play you something low and sexy look at our dancers they're so young and pretty, hi Olga And when we start to groove you
And I'm still real and give you What you need You want rhymes, you want dimes, you wants gats, you want cash And levas, out for my southsiders and Nitty
and I know the haters hate it oh shit criminal Made it and they just can't fake me... look at me now life's head is up And down smiles and frowns but
they used to boast and brag: "We've got Fubu, and you've got rags!" And even worse than that, to make me feel low They gave me a skateboard, while they had low
nowhere honey Pump ya brakes and be a crash test dummy [Chorus] [Verse Three: Snoop Dogg] Rule #1, is just like 2 The who-dos and what-nots and what
it is no mo' I fuss wit' this hotel I got towels to the do' I fuss wit' this freaky hoe That's down fo' the dick and blo' I'm blazin' this sticky, but
got to eat?? ??And the stranger thinks of me?? I'm paralyzed from the P I'm shootin' up cause of thee Bacardi for cocoa plex I step up and now he letched
