strangers side by side There is loneliness to hide My heart is so Out of tune tonight G.T.O. dreaming, baby Young and strong and feeling, baby G.T.O.
翻訳: ブルーシステム. GTO.
told 'em they was bullshittin', they said it's real as hell Can't explain the way I felt Too many years I seen my brothers die And I can't say that
And cuts and crew, no blue eyes To emulate, some straight but yea we straight up Funkay Ease back, the g's back as an o.d. gettin Funkay The sun sets
' you in your head with all that FLAAAAAAAAAVVAAAAAAAAA Verse Two: Jadakiss Yeah aight then, you better act like you know L to the O, X amount the flows Ain't
get dat dough Put em in line like tic Tac Toe Wolfpack hollaback b to da o Red light green light g g go Don?t stop don?t pause don?t chill Get hyped
in Medina Bucktown The place where I received my roots Got put on to this loot and got my first Tim boots Bucktown See me in the G. S. T. O. O. On the
was a rhyme and a beat and a rap group A modern day production of the city street You said I didn't have it that I couldn't compete So the sleeper did
in blue with the shields and the glocks movin' You can't deny it I'm the same ol' G the Guc' frames got the same gold G Duke can you frame O-3, 'cause
a criminal Taking you back to ringside, just when you thought it was over The last battle was brought forth by G.I.Joe and Cobra Mercenaries and soldiers, G
a unified theory of complex systems? maybe so can science achieve a unified theory of complex systems? maybe so can science achieve a unified theory of complex systems
real, does he got one of these GS-4's? Navigator system and everything, word up.... Chorus - (Singing) Thats all I wanted, was someone special, someone sacred in my life, Baby won't
down We hoo-bangin' on the white and the blue collars We rollin' Benz-o's and Lex-o's by the dollars Woo woo, blue flag tied on my face In a twin turbo
Don't stop, I'm not finished yet Don't stop, I'm not finished yet Don't stop, I'm not finished yet Don't stop, I'm not finished yet Don't stop, I'm not
his momma bury him in a suit that don't fit 'em You don't give an F-U-C-K So just fuck him Didn't have to shoot him, just walked out and stuck him Knife
what you gonna do well it's on n on n on on n on the beat dont stop until the break of dawn i said m-a-s, t-e-r, a g with a double e i said i go by
I'm fussin but my cussin don't mean jack nothin No arrest was made, there was no homicide So the pigs in blue start to drive Inner city blues is nothin