inside All this time I've been trapped inside I think it's gone too far, I know it's gone too far (Its) stronger now, your grace has covered well and I'm moving
译文: 埃特米莱路. 移动.
译文: 八奇迹. 移动.
译文: 两点半八. 动过远.
money nigga [Chorus] [G. Dep] Eighty-one I had fun, eight-two I was new Eight-three I did me, eight-four I had grew Eighty-five it got live, eight-
touch you baby? Is that aight witchu? Can I love you baby? What we about to do could make the whole earth move, I tell you my first move Climb up in
stay alive forever (yeah) So if shit hit the fan then we might as well die together I'm high as ever, more hoes and more cheddar (yeah) G-Unit move around
know what it is. (JD) welcome to atlanta remix it had to go down i got somethin else to tell u bout the new motown where the people dont visit they move
always get stuck for bling bling I represent eight blocks and Sing-Sing Almost caught a buck fifty for fucking with Latch in Killer Queens Moves for paper, moves
' girls all around the world for ice Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman It's ninety-eight, it's never too late playa Get, get,
I needed that I was posessed by this treacherous track Watch out word this ain't no joke A sucker tried to flex and his arm got broke Don't make a move
if y'all with this real gangsta guerrilla *** Have you ever seen a hundred thousand Rip riders from the side? Blue Chucks, blue rags, gray clouds, blue skies On the move
hire. I sleep and eat with the weapon, the beat is all I require, Look what I created despite the niggas that hated, Every single bar gettin first forty-eighted
Oh oh) Eight, nine (Baby, we getting closer) Just don't let me get to ten (Don't let me get to, oh, boy) One, two, three (Four) Five, six, seven (Oh oh) Eight
Danny pop out something weh full chrome But dats no betta than to play around me And knew I kept the AK displayed around me And I moved out to da eight
Six foot, seven foot, eight foot bunch Six foot, seven foot, eight foot bunch Excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer Swagger down pat, call my shit
's not If you're real and you know it, clap your hands If you're real and you know it, clap your hands Yeah yo, guns go clack, packs go move Blood gettin
bitches stealin', just tryin' to survive And it was business as usual if one of mine had to die 'Cause fuck dat yo, I gotta make sho my dough multiply Eight