you go You gotta run to me Uh, can't you see You gotta run to me Uh, can't you see You gotta run to me I never needed anyone but you Once again just
译文: 带你. 对我来说.
When you hanging on my arm you expect the same And, extasy when you sex the Kain I, only link with the wealthiest And only cop jewels if it drop celcius Now, you can run but you
You don't believe in Harlem World nigga double up We don't play around it's a bet lay it down Nigga didn't know me ninety-one bet they know me now I'm
yourself by assumin My music keeps you movin, what are you provin? You know that I'm two levels above you baby Hug me baby, I'ma make you love me baby
lonely night Are you willing to sacrifice your life? Bitch, I'm a monster, no-good blood sucker Fat motherfucker, now looks who's in trouble As you run
re sharing? Show me that you're caring You see my fascination, tell me I'm not mistaken Give me the information I need, 1, 2, 3 Normally I try to run
, na Now I'mma give it to you, baby, just the way you like it, aye And I can tell by the way you holdin' on the bed that you like it And you tryin' hard
touch Ya, bust you with the Desert Eagle Street legal, move against my people And the Ice gets evil Hit you with the .44 Smith &Wesson You're best to run
Pissin on your beons, for decades and eons You squad has no muscle plus you, my new hustle Fuck scuffin up my knuckles, rather buck you and watch you
bitches, guys are darker than shit You musta not a known when you fuckin' hit that day Or maybe you di, you're dyin' anyway And not just you, some of
fall Watch your head roll off like volleyball So all you motherfuckers down with the fly guy Look me in the face,like you're strong when you walk by And all you
on a flash light Youn claim you want beef, it's too tough, called your bluff Shot you at such close range, blew out your eardrum Caught you with my mack
for fun I had five cars, but now I got one Hard to keep up ballin' when you're on the run I got two kis in my trunk and a shovel Stepped on the one,
And please don't hate on me when you see me with Kiana cause she wilder than Nirvana and colder than your honor holla at your boy manana Maybach come wit a recliner run
matter who you are, uhh Talk about you.. Niggaz gon talk about you (talk about you 2x) Don't give a fuck about you (fuck about you 2x) You livin' bout
the move You're family's crying, now, you on the news They can't find you and now they miss you Must I remind you I'm only here to twist you Pistol whip you, dip you
ain't got a degree, just intelligence in abundance So you ain't gotta like me, I know millions of folks who love me You can see it how they yellin' and
