time to come out with your hands up. We've got the whole place surrounded. Neighbors are dialing the nine and the one, one. Now is the time to talk it over
翻訳: それ以上. 手でアップ出てくる.
do it, let's do it And do it and do it, let's live it up And do it and do it and do it, do it, do it Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it 'Cause I gotta
with me I wanna know Don't it feel good when I touch on it Wouldn't it be nice if all night I was in you Come kiss me, come with me Down the hall to
I'm living out a millionaire's fantasy With Phantoms and Ferraris in the driveway But you see, it came in exchange of a sane man's sanity Your vision
stick your head in a tornado -- brainstorm. I drop bombs. Flex. Napalm. Black and yellow, we'll pull up in your ghetto, Giuseppes when I step out, posted up
out bring the buyers out and try to box us all together For they buy us out They profit from the event We hanin fliers out We profit from the attempt to hand desires out
it comes to love, you're just as blinded Baby, please come back, it wasn't you, baby, it was me Maybe our relationship isn't as crazy as it seems Maybe
out for me? I'm reaching out for you I'm just so fucking depressed I just can't seem to get out this slump If I could just get over this hump But I
way, uh-uh, forget it" There was nothing I could do, I tried to relax I got dressed up in those ancient artifacts And when I walked into school, it
had ever won And honestly I ended up with none There's no much nonsense, it's on my conscience I'm thinking baby, I should get it out And I don't wanna
you until, it fit me to kill Heat, got it with me still Flip the game over, see me, we be, untouched Out like your motherfuckin' guns bust, BLAOW Sure shot, hit again, spit it
(come on) Wanna taste it in the mornin' when I'm wakin' up (come on) Like peach cobbler in my stomach when I eat it up (come on) Got your legs around
get your hands tied Thrown over a boat Don't know what you was thinking That dream is over, your body sinking Yo yo yo, yo yo yo, fucka You thugs out
with ice on the grip I don't shoot it, I roll with killers and criminals With heroin habits they picked up from the penile They let you have it, all
