(Brooklyn) Home sweet home Clack, clack, salute, salute I'm never alone Brooklyn, send 'em back home Brooklyn, send 'em back home where you at Home sweet home Clack, clack, salute, salute I'm
could Nigga (HOME SWEET HOME) It ain't nothing sweet down here Guns pop for niggas to eat down here (BROOKLYN) [Chorus x2] Home Sweet Home Clack Clack Salute Salute I'm
译文: 澳门币. 家，甜蜜的家.
damn, but them boys want the money man Uh-huh of course, 'fore you say what you say, hot damn My, how the boys roam, from roaming, Loc and come home, to homes
(Out, out out) Smoked out, choked out (Out, out out, out, out, out) Pull another O (Out, out, out) Let's get P O D ded (P O D ded, P O D ded) The weed
ya guts on ya own leg Nigga I'm sick o' them full-blown AIDS And my block got more rocks, than the stone age You been afraid, you sweet like home made
home, home Wanna get you home, home Wanna get you home Wanna get you home, home Wanna get you home, home Wanna get you home, home I?m going home You
be good-for-nothin' But I'm still your sweet hunk o' trash Listen hear pops, You know you lie about your youth I don't lie baby I'm just careless with
an plans can?t amount to millions bubble That?s why we keep stacks tucked and cuddled No matter my home nigga my home is where I?m hustlin' Wit killaz
P-funk in the sound And if it ain't gots the P it ain't down I'm like Al Capone on the microphone I'm blasting lyrics through your dome, all through
and not just a star on some dude's home movies Soon a new day breaks the dawn Tomorrow I'll be like "Were am I? What's your name? Gotta go, I'm glad
broad, automatic hoe, gotta yella hoe, comin through the boulevard pass by Caro, I never gave a damn my jewels gonna slam, I'm at I.H.O.P. eatin some
why we losin' 'em I'm lookin' at this niggaz longevity, to make a big play But then it might be a mistake 'Cuz if I get sent to D C, I'm sendin' dice
right before I came home And when him home, let me go I make sure that his books was on And three months later that n**** came home too Ain't no limit
Lex They know, they know, quarter past fo' Left the club tipsy, say no mo' Except how I'm gettin' home, tomorrow Caesar drop you off when he see his P.O
like home I'm feeling sad I'm feeling sad There's no place like home I'm feeling sad There's no place like home I'm feeling sad I'm feeling sad I
