one's I'd like to meet and I could have 'em all if I wanted to If I give up on what once was true I got one love and no money to eat that's the truth
Traducción: One Man Army. Ifha (One Love).
one's I'd like to meet and I could have 'em all if I wanted to If I give up on what once was true I got one love and no money to eat that's the truth ....
a little when I'm gone, gone, gone Fab in the house, J.J., Lay Boy H time I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone I just hope that
I gotta keep a toasta On my side b***h ride unless she a Oprah B***h I'm too fly to drive, I'ma need a chauffeur I get a whole lot of h*** like a G supposed
not jealousy, jealousy I know that, I know that you're pimpin', you're pimpin' I know that, I know that so I'm flippin', I'm flippin' I ain't a pimp
I ain?t coming Tell the bo ss-man I?ve quit or I?ve di ed or something I?m do ing all those things I?ve always said I wanted to d o (chorus) I
son never become a bastard I've never been the one to quit I've always been the leader But I feel this world is like a b***h and I know I don't need
way that I can chill Uh, n****z won't understand 'til they man fall From a exit wound big as a handball Damn y'all, can a n**** spend a mill For a house
a grip And I won't feel s*** when I get a new b*** Lil' b***, back up, b*** When I say you fine, don't act a b*** I'll slap a b***, get smacked up, b
's time to go) We did what we did so let's do what we do We had fun but now I'm through with you I gotta run, I'll call you in a few days I'll be back
up I got a lot of *** and can't find enough I got 16 ***, can I get some more? I get a lot of love when I hit the door If I was 20 years old or 64 I
all I know we raw (raw) All I know we raw (raw) All I know we raw (raw) All I know we raw (raw) All I know we raw (raw) All I know we raw (raw) All I
gratify me love you But you should now there's one main thing, you're next When I hustle, baby, I be thinking of you I'm always on the grind, don't spend a
, ha, ha, what uh-huh There is such a place that creates such a melody Brooklyn No ladies, it's a living dream It's a living dream, it's a living dream, love
, in honor Yeah I got love, a tattoo don't make a thug Jose Luis got ya, golden guns, Frank Sinatra I know you love it when I rhyme proper Man I'm still
's at the border Like I said before, I keep a party filled, like a bucket of water MC, H E A V Y D, O V E R W E I G H T Lover in the house, on the smooth
over hood rats Die over dice games, you f**kin' with us And I'ma still pop s**t ridin' up on a bus Like I'ma f**k a ni**a up when I'm outta these cuffs