[Chorus: Repeat 2X] I hate it when it's too many niggaz, not enough hoes Too many rookies, not enough pros The game got switched on some Ludacris shit
time One day I will revive; so we can all survive It's just a matter of time Oh it's luxury - protected from humanity Don't cost a dime - precious time
翻訳: ジヴォン、ウォーレン. スイッチング庭に夜の時間.
and out of time But it's luxury Protected from humanity Don't cost a dime, precious time There's no jungle blues Once you kick off them tennis-shoes Making up your mind in time
(Chorus) x2 I hate it when it's too many niggaz (Too many niggaz) Not enough hoes Too many rookies Not enough pros The game got switched on some Ludacris
Time and time again I stand at the crossroad Where the weight of my burden Eclipses my resolve This broken path, I've chosen I walk it alone Though I
[Hook] Out of sight, out of mind Out of time to decide Do we run? Should I hide? For the rest of my life [Verse 1] Dear Anne, my number one fan I write
hearts in the Put your hearts in the air Please excuse me if I sound rude Not a typical nine to five dude I put my pants on one leg at the time But
and Ferraris in the driveway But you see, it came in exchange of a sane man's sanity Your vision jaded by the Grammys on the mantelpiece Just switch
shrewd about decimals, and my man can speak patois, and I can speak rap star, yall feel me even if its in swahili, habari gani, msuri sana, switch up
all on your soul and put whips up on your back They be lyin' through they teeth, hope you slip up off your path I don't switch up, I just laugh, put
days of my life I have been waiting for this time Could you believe now it's right Before my eyes? Anybody trying to stop me Better not fuck with me this time
all the partyin' and cashin' and crashin' And all the glitz and the glam and the fashion And all the pandemonium and all the madness There comes a time
of drug dealin Got no love for the other side, f**k them tricks (f**k them) Any repercussion, Junior M.A.F.I.A. spit clips (that's right) All the time
, 2 Yeah, y'all can hear me Make the drumming sound, yeah Let's ride, yeah, yeah Be clear, we here lights out Eat here, sleep here, my house Rhyme wasting, time
Finish the race, holdin' my crown high I fly next to God, my eyes on the prize Been away a long time but now I'm re-energized The life and times of
Chorus: Let's not think about tomorrow, tonight! Let's take a little time all five, Maybe ... Your work, your bills, I'ma get them all off your mind!
trinidad complexion Henny straight y'all aint got your business straight, track star, finna state time is money and I can't afford to be a minute late it's time