Traducción: John Fred. Tirar sua vida.
what up? Junito what up? Chu-Chu what up? John-John what up? Gianni what up nigga? - HA! [echoes] Little Joe rock on, Little Joe rest in peace Big Fred
'll be changing his tune When there's a granite lake And a cotton moon And I listen To all of his Sorryful pleas And I'll forgive him And life will be
blow it Life is an aimless drive That ya take alone Might as well enjoy the ride Take the long way home Life is an aimless drive That ya take alone
bees in the club Wit his ladybug Brought a sword to the dance floor To cut a rug Love is love all day Till they throw slugs And take another life in
a barcode I'm Dashin all the meteor strikes Keep the media dykes As re-enforcements for the fight And that alone with keep John Ghotti on the phone Tangled in his
bees in the club Wit his ladybug Brought a sword to the dance floor To cut a rug Love is love all day Till they throw slugs And take another life
in the club Wit his ladybug Brought a sword to the dance floor To cut a rug Love is love all day Till they throw slugs And take another life in
Life is an aimless drive that ya take alone Might as well enjoy the ride take the long way home Life is an aimless drive that ya take alone Might as
