up and spat it out I faced it all and I stood tall And did it my way I've loved, i've laughed and cried I've had my fill, my share of losing And now
译文: G4. 我的路.
and spat it out. I faced it all and I stood tall; And did it my way. I've loved, I've laughed and cried. I've had my fill; my share of losing. And now
go and get a hearse Yo, Game I don't really give a f-ck if it's your record And you my brother my nigga look I gotta rhyme fresh See the way I coming
a fucking roller coaster then it drops But what should I scream for this is my theme park My minds shine even when my thoughts seem dark Pistol on my
so I look both ways Cop says, 'OK, my tint smoke gray' No way, nigga leave without handin me my shit Got plans to get my Land and my 6 Niggaz outta pen
times of a mastermind Dedicate every breath to claim my designs, mine And the day I die, let a G4 fly And dump my ashes over N.Y. Do seem like my future
You should of known one day that we'd be [Verse Two: Carl Thomas] It was cold the way you left Still the pain is in my chest Because in my heart I felt
stones, ballin like I'm Kobe when I rep the west Bitches out here hopin for a trick, my pockets out of use I keep it G, like my nigga Chris and hit em
I rep my town when you see me you know everything black and yellow [x4] I put it down from the whip to my diamonds I'm in black and yellow [x4] [Young
cops wanted Didn't have the time to ask Word Seen my homeboys coolin' way out told 'em bout my mornin' Cold bugged' em out shot allmenn little dice until my
base my hustle not on strength But think, you say 'the liquor store', I say, "Brinks" 'Cause my mind's on the massive roll of the dice The magnitude of my
Suckers can all come kiss the tip Of my knob when I aim I don't miss Aim it to suckers that come around jockin On my tip when on the radio my recors
down these Niggers make me sick Na na nii, throw up a C Please, Mr Munks all good Ya think my hair wont cut the way I'm good in my hood I pass through
I hit a truck I?m so wreckless, my life?s hectic I?m in the spot with my r&b bitch Kelly Rowland, I got her open Got her up my ass, nigga we both in Ain
do everything? Everything, you are my everything [Verse 2: Tweet] Can't fight the feelin' (Inside) Lovin' what I'm seein' (Your mine) The way your touchin' my
dogg, you transparent, translucient dog my nigga get out my way nigga let money get through here dog you understand say you niggas aint even on my muthafucking resume dog aye my