we both Oh yes, we both reached for the gun The gun, the gun, the gun Oh yes, we both reached for the gun, for the gun Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, they
, we both reached for The gun, the gun, the gun, the gun Oh yes, we both reached for the gun For the gun. [REPORTERS] Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes they both
we both reached for The gun, the gun, the gun, the gun Oh yes, we both reached for the gun For the gun. [REPORTERS] Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes they both
翻訳: シカゴサウンドトラック. クリスティンBaranski /レーヴアズ/ショーンアミヨ - 我々はどちらも、ガンに達しました.
翻訳: シカゴサウンドトラック. 我々はどちらも、ガンに達しました.
翻訳: リチャードギア. 我々はどちらも、ガンに達しました.
翻訳: サウンドトラック. クリスティンBaranski、レーヴアズブリー、ショーンアミヨ - 我々はどちらも、ガンに達しました.
翻訳: 54サウンドトラック. クリスティンBaranski、レーヴアズブリー、ショーンアミヨ - 我々はどちらも、ガンに達しました.
clubs in fine linen (Preach on) Hopping in them, ill whips with chrome spinning Malice was true to the game for 9 innings We love sinning but now I answer for
cause e'rybody in the city wanna kill me (*gun shooting sounds*) I'm Malcolm X now haha, we gon' see who goin, I ain't goin nowhere motherfucker We gon
me calm down, maybe she at Keeba house Her birthday's today, we both bought her jeans and a blouse Since 7 o'clock, she been gone for hours Jetted up
What you gonna do when they come for you (Gun cocking) You'll see, (gun cocking) you'll se [2x] Interlude: Puff Daddy See, it's 1996 man, And we gonna
I fuckin' pump twelve rounds of that knot block the plot (you down to ride?) yeah we fuckin' with them body drops stop Hit the lights there them niggas go Reach for
fuckin' pump twelve rounds of that knot block the plot (you down to ride? ) yeah we fuckin' with them body drops stop Hit the lights there them niggas go Reach for
stops where your connects gotta meet, interrupt your cop Dependin on the dope size, we slide it from (?) size With hammers with hollows you feel we follow we're both
I'm reaching for the stars, im tired of being that n-gga that they keep behind bars (bars) whats good, you got it, I'ma take yours, im hood, f-ck a gun
day before your life fades away. Reach for the skies - for the distant sun and keep on hiding from the gun. No! You need to sell your soul for it's
we leavin Panama red, holdin 52 hands for ransom My man Johnny Handsome, itchin to cancel 'em I'm like hold up, wait a minute, let's get down to business We