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翻訳: ジュエル. たたずんで.
翻訳: ジュエル. （このウェイ版）まだ立って.
Do you want me Like I want you Or am I standing still Beneath a darkened sky Or am I standing still With the scenery flying by Or am I standing still
the V-trim that win and the enormous fields disperse of rap On the road to the riches more furs to drag More niggaz to kill, than birds to bag Hit the jeweler
to homes of his own No catching up he's in a whole 'nother zone Still true to his roots, stay close to the chrome Haters stay clear of him, y'all stand
fools The bottles stand as empty, as they were filled before Time there was and plenty, but from that cup no more Though I could not caution all, I still
does he live? Is he still in the bridge? Does he really know how ill that he is? Got all of y'all watchin' my moves, my watch and my jewels Hop in myCoupe
live? Is he still in the bridge? Does he really know how ill that he is? Got all of y'all watchin' my moves My watch and my jewels Hop in my coupe,
' a body is a technicality Other than that catch 'em and Clinton on a gallery The determination and dedication of discipline Listenin' and catchin' the jewels you was missin' And they still
They call me Young Gudda, I'm all about the dough still, And anybody in my way, roadkill, Everything my hands touch turn to gold, Money, knots and jewels
of my game and still climbin' They not fuckin' with him can't even peel the hymen [Joe Budden] It's the nigga with the mask on that will yack dude for jewels
slippin' I'll make him disappear Ay n**** f*** all the slick talk, get bread instead Stay low strapped up metal on inf red Too smooth, won't slip, new jewels
a hole and chop the stick quick 'Cause my lip get to the point to still rock the fly shit Since you're holding your breath, I hold my jewels I swing
down to stick Turn tricks switched the dick There's hips outside and I'm fo' sho' dat And the finest ho she know where mo' at Gotta show that, nigga tuck my jewels
to do with that chrome I give her I'm on the shitter Thinkin 'bout my bank account And how to make it bigger Then I grab the tool and take your jewels
a lot of people heated, peep it The flow is like methadone, lot of people need it Seen it all happen before Feel like I'm still hustlin' 'cause the way I'm rappin is raw You could put your jewels
sort of unique, cause you know it's me, my poetry is deep and i'm still mad at the way i flow his beat! i can't stand still, it's like trying smoke crap
