easy, baby It's not that hard to tell It's not that easy, baby Life is hell but I do it well It's hard to tell, hard to tell It's hard to tell
译文: 把戏. 很难说.
I know if you're gonna stay Undeniably I'm all over you [Chorus] [Bridge] Repeat chorus 2x It's hard to tell I do it well It's hard to tell It's hard to tell
carry shoes 'cause I'm cheap as Jews But I let off this cannon bet your fleet would move After that I tell you and what the beat to do Fuck the Visine
Pump it up a little bit Alright look [verse one] See I never really new life could be so hard I never really new pain til I got scared I never knew people
, bring 'em champagne with five matts on >from most hated, to heavy rotated, forget it Next stop is movies, y'all check it when blockbuster get it Cheap
yo business So don't try, to change my mind, I'll tell you one more time It's none of yo business Now who do you think you are Puttin' your cheap two
' like Shaft, put you in a cask', bo! You little blood-clot boy, you must not know The rep I keep, the MC's I peep, sweep, play cheap And freak with
I could see the hate in yo' eyes, hate in yo' eyes Mack 1-O, Hoo-Bangin' foe life And it don't quit Take a picture trick, yeah Take a picture trick,
to dis Dana, bumping me off Because the Queen has reached a certain plateau All I do is boo and say, 'Is that so?' Talk is cheap and if talk got any cheaper
, But sometimes when I'm alone like this I wonder just who can see through it. Bargains and sacrifices. Cheap tricks, cheaper devices. What did you know
Yo, niggas be askin me "yo 50 who you got beef wit?" I'm a tell yall niggas who I got beef wit I got beef wit any nigga I can't make no money wit If I
my down getting bitches? The cash getting niggaz (Come on) Be friends, tell me where my niggaz at (Westside in this motherfucker) Be friends, tell me where my bitches at Be friends, tell
now Be friends, tell me where my niggaz at Be friends, tell me where my bitches at Be friends, tell me where my people at Be friends, tell me where my
it ain't no mystery [lord jamar] Well can you tell me where to find that mystery god I don't see him, so you know the shit is kinda hard I searched and
Every night Caught up on the same old dream I hear your broken heart Crumbling down and haunting me And everyday Try to tell myself it ain't so hard But
from work on time. - I'm telling you that. [Roxie Hart] He loves me so That funny honey of mine [Amos Hart] - I say I'm telling you that. [Martin Harrison
shit Comes back with a body blow, hittin hard as a fuckin brick Don't fuck with the mastermind, i'ma tell you like that Cause I'm the type of nigga that