(Checkin' me now just walkin') Alright, hey, alright Walk, don't walk, talk, don't talk Walk, don't walk, talk, don't talk Walk, don't walk, talk, don't
Traducción: Príncipe. Walk Não Walk.
people I meet (tellin' me now, just walkin') Alright Walk - don't walk Talk - don't talk Walk - don't walk Talk - don't talk Walk - don't walk Talk - don't
I meet (tellin' me now, just walkin') Alright Walk - don't walk Talk - don't talk Walk - don't walk Talk - don't talk Walk - don't walk Talk - don't
ain't paid and Nique Nique ain't straight Would your favorite song about the whips, money and shit Be relevant if you found out the money wasn't rich
the prince of the O-town Make them hoes go down Since I turned 21 I don?t kno how to act Hopping out different whips And smashing like err chick I don?t
" I said, "This isn't Sha na na, come on Mom, I'm not Bowzer Mom, please put back the bell-bottom Brady Bunch trousers But if you don't want to I can
getting Arab money Seven star hotels, Maybach, movies Sick, big ass, knock-kneed, camel toe, Gucci Pretty women walk around while security on camel-back Club on fire now, niggas don't
morning before I leave home Family I love, don't wanna leave this world alone and before I leave home, leave home I pray to God I won't, loyalty is all
child Yeah, yeah and there ain't nobody fresher Semester to semester, ravin' with the fresher's 20 light bulbs around my table on my dresser ClC Kompressor, just in case that don't
can be the pencil and I can be the paper You can be as cold as the winter weather But I don't care as long as we're together [B-Sec:] Don't know if I
down to our foreheads Jam curls, splits, dorags and pin curls yes Sexy boys walking round showing interest In what i don't know coz we all had flat chests Don't
don't understand that us kids are going to make some mistakes So to you, all the kids all across the land, there's no need to argue Parents just don't
makes me the Don The next up to bat, the Jordan, Larry, cousy yo of rap And I ain't gotta walk around strapped J don't tolerate the mack dirties You
me count it down, who the f-ck up in here Common, Don, Old G, battle rap, oh that n-ggas know you can't really f-ck with that Pusha T, the Clipse just
[Common] Yo.. I don't know what was on y'all niggaz birds(?) to go up to the boat - and start robbin old folks Now see you done messed with the wrong
still the prince of the O-town Make them hoes go down Since I turned 21 I don't kno how to act Hopping out different whips And smashing like err chick I don't
