翻訳: ハートフォード交響合唱団. BlanziflorのEtヘレナ - アヴェFormosissima.
Dom Pierre Floss through the ave all them hoes wanna stare Oh yeah? I'm up in your life, play you trife Brook-lyn, bring it on nigga Chorus Verse
slumpin over steering wheels heard about the nigga here it is yea center here at bankhead bankrolls see the ave drama they can have i just wanna see ya bad Chorus
do it on Fifth Ave in the Department store. We can do it in Tokyo, we do it in Taiwan. All my Harajuku girls say I am they icon. Chorus (Bobby Valentino
generate wait and scape What's in the lab? Crime Syndicate fam patrol the ave What's today math was bad Chorus {Myalansky} Street science for night
[Chorus: Amerie singing] The rest of my life The rest of my life [Verse 1: Nas] LIFE, dead presidents, devilish meant Overthrow king thrones just 'cause
Talkin? Tellin? Lies And Rubbin? Shoulders So They Called Her Mouth A Motor Someone?s Always Tryin? To Start My Baby Cryin? Talkin?, Squealin?, lyin? Sayin? You Just Wanna Be Startin? Somethin? CHORUS
Chorus:] Maybe it's my demeanor Or the fact that my jewelery clean Or the way i lean in the beemer Or maybe its the fact that i'm the shit Yeah I
Shops Gettin Blown (and who we with) Fuck around with them International hoes (LEGGGOOO!) Its funny how I been all over the world but still love a ghetto ass fifth ave
all the fellas on the set who claim they have that funk in they trunk, put this in your deck and see if you can make them speakers (humm ...) Chorus
deh yutes eh fi gi a helpin' hand. Yeh the struggle lawd and I and I understand. (Yo! Singin' it off deh streets,) (yeh! No 'ave got shoes, sleepin' on deh col' concrete.) Chorus
you continue to be grieving Your meal is made and it's time to chill You buy the black Mercedes Benz with the gold to the grill Cruisin' up the ave
get you an old nigga I got money, I'm just here to bug you girl Can't get none, but you know I love you girl yo [Chorus:] [Royce] She the one that wanna
has ?? slept on, it?s a thing of the past I guess got some ?? made ?em all laugh When I shoulda been strapped, up with gats But, I?m from the Ave so
bounce to this, or you can bounce to that" My respect, and all that dough is all that counts I'm out, and yo Dres let's make them bounce Chorus: If you're chillin on the ave
you? Youse a big trick You helped the pimps get paid, took a shot at catching AIDS And got your wife turned out by the butler and the maid [Chorus]
-Skillz) Beat 'em down right quick mayne [Chorus - Play-N-Skillz (Bun B) - w/ ad libs] I'm ridin slow (I'm in the slab, swangin up the Ave.) I'm ridin
him but he know ya look you bout to get got BOW!!!!!! Laid out in cold blood on the Ave. Here comes the paramedics media and crime lab Understand this