that is right now So the story goes It makes you wonder 'Cause time is up and you're never gonna get another Chance now, you gotta dance now Hey Mister DJ You
is right now So the story goes It makes you wonder 'Cause time is up And you're never gonna get another Chance now You've gotta dance now Hey Mr. DJ You
change us, you trying to come up how the fuck can you blame us, niggas tryin to front so I walk with a stainless motherfuckers I'll send you to hell [
翻訳: コブラスターシップ. ダンスフロアに私の愛を送る、私は(ヘイミスターDJ)地獄で会いましょう.
that is right now So the story goes It makes you wonder 'Cause time is up And you're never gonna get another Chance now You've gotta dance now Hey Mr. DJ You
ID But you lost the motel key Spare me your freaking dirty looks Now don't blame me You wanna cash out And get the hell outta town Don't be a baby Remember what you
wit you I ain't blinkin Girl you know you float my boat and there ain't nothin that can sink it You ride it light a fire make you burnin makes you
you up in the pin and gave you free for ten send u letters with old friends hopin u well I know its hell doin time in the cell you need mail when you
has died World painted blood, no sanctuary World painted blood, no sanctuary God send death, watch it bleed, justified Manufactured lives born in hell
left abandoned With the sentence you've been handed All your angels will ignore you As your life flashes before you Even still you keep on fighting Through
my nigga Rich and he's right Fuck them niggas, I got a truck full of 38, some bullet shields Ice, we can send this niggas all to hell I never like them
Pissin on your beons, for decades and eons You squad has no muscle plus you, my new hustle Fuck scuffin up my knuckles, rather buck you and watch you
, let's all 'Reminisce' like Mary did I think I have to send you a reminder, here it is Reminder, uh, reminder, uh I got it if you needed a reminder,
is this? You want to bang Send Kanye change, send just some dust Send Hip a grip, then you got' spit A little somethin' like this, woo (What the hell are you
it aint no mistaken him hottest boys out drake n him me juice mane and whaka n dem ride around with choppas pimp so how the hell you chop or flip you
you moarning like alonzo, Try me if you want to, i send my shooters pronto, I know u die, but hell i dont know where you gotta go, Run up on me wrong