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翻訳: ジュエル. 私は、ウォークアウェイしません。.
翻訳: ジュエル. 私は（このウェイバージョン）ウォークアウェイれません.
or right Be mine tonight Harsh world be damned We'll make a stand Love can bind But mine is blind Others stray but I won't Walk away Walk away The clubs
go I won't say no Saw you packing up your things, oh, all your diamonds and rings But if you have to go I won't say no I say, just like that, just
you again get away from me loniless get away from me misery get away from me fake sh-t, I can't take the phoniness get away from me wack tracks I can
I slay beginners, saute contenders Shit, and be damned if I don't walk away the winner I kick facts, flip raps over hip tracks You know what I'm saying? (Yeah, I
[Talib] I like the, I like the, I like the, I like the way you walk, please, won't you do that dance [Mos] I like the way you walk, when you walk on
I like the way you move, I like the WAY you move [Talib] I like the, I like the, I like the, I like the way you walk, please, won't you do that dance
the, I like the, I like the, I like the Way you walk, please, won't you do that dance MosI like the way you walk, when you walk on by I like the way
you since I knew you (I like this part, Roxanne Roxanne) I wouldn't talk down to you I have you to tell just how I feel (Roxanne Roxanne) I won't
or Wack? Yeah, I mean I hear what your sayin I mean you got carried away in the moment And I could forgive you...I could do that I could do anything
bring me to the light, I can't twist the day If you overrate me, I won't talk If you chain me, chain me, I can't walk If you walk me I'll move Oh, oh
bracelet Kinda loud, I got a lotta jewels, 'cause I got a lotta style Before I got here, my homie was on trial Walked in the court, the jurors was like
perfect world At least I found someone I can call my girl I know I was a fool and I don't want to do and I know buying your jewels won't make it cool
It sounded like a roc (They thought I didn't know) It sounded like a roc One double 9 tre, dumbbells I lift it Just for the taste of it coke I won't
a morgue aroma While I go city to city fillin the pieu's up I ask God to forgive me while I'm fillin the Uz' up Demons won't let me see a man fillin
us, don't get carried away Call the coroner Yo, a closed mouth don't get fed, that's why I talk to him I'm hungry, niggaz is eatin' four pounds, I walk
