Oversettelse: DITC. Weekend Nights.
shorts for draws Sweats for longjohns, tryin' to get their warm on I'm strong on, any song I perform on Get papes, celebrate like the date I was born on I
done, the moon is low in the sky I feel like going out before the night passes by I won't just sit around when life becomes a drag I dance I like the
drag About his car ran out of gas Damn, this nigga must be tweakin Plus I ain't seen him all weekend But when I do I'ma break that ass in half (ping)
Stevie Wonder, just to see what he's seen But then I'd take 'em right back, to see Martin Luther's dream I'd dream that I could tell Martin Luther we
KNOW C.O.M.E R.I.D.E WITH ME BELO LAST DO IT NICE AND SLOW CAUSE YOU GOT WAY TO GO CAUSE I DON'T PAY FOR SHOW CAUSE I DON'T PAY FOR SHOW YOU CAN GRAB
the same s**t/ She sayin/You told me things/and I believed them all/ They stay together/got a condo up in C.C./ A water bed/big screen t.v./ He getting
I.N.G I Don't Kno, I Don't Kno, I Don't Kno, I Don't Kno, I Don't Kno What I Will Do (I Don't Kno What I Will Do) I Guess I I Guess I would just die
I swear I didn't do what they say I done Keep my hand on my gun 'cos they got me on the run I swear I didn't do what they say I done Ghetto destroyer
Don't know where I've been and don't know where to go its like Going down the hard road, down the hard road Don't know where I've been I spent my youth
answer Her breast, I saw, I reached, I felt M.O.N.E.Y. the belt I stay at home just like a hermit I got the jammy but I don't got the permit You know
What I gotta die before you realize I was a nigga with open eyes? The world?s insane while you drink champagne And I?m livin? in black rain Don?t you
Hang out and hustle wit my friends, yeah The C R U D D Y, the C L I C K It's texture, pure terror, a street professorv Aggressor, scale and measure Clever
I gave ya'll The Truth and The Reason I can't give you the answers (Nope) I try to do the right thing But I swear by god I'm not Spike Lee, I skip my
super dope, extremely poetic The K I D R O C K in, I love girls that's how its layin' With these jammies fuck the Grammies All I care about is shaking fannies And I
all (?) Remember Kool Moe Dee remember Lord Finesse I bumped Run-D.M.C. almost every weekend The Bronx and Queensbridge just couldn't stop beefin' Kept it on wax they ain't
pussy I know I do, but what about you? (What, uh, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon) Who rock this pussy? I know I do, but what about you? (C'mon now, c'mon
