번역: 결과. 들리나요.
번역: 프롬 나이트 : 뮤지컬 사운드 트랙. 결과 - 전화 나.
keep callin me Your girl, your girl keep callin me That's cause your girl, your girl keep callin me And she better have my money Cause your girl, your girl keep callin me
slipping, he snoozing, he ain't wake He looking like a plate, he chipped up and draped You fuck niggas got me fucked up, nigga, I'm a shooter Think about the consequences
thing test me, run for mi gun Can't take a threat to mi newborn son L's been this way since creation A groupie call you fall from temptation Now you
Layzie feelin' the Quija shit it ain't easy Niggas beneath me tryin' to deceive me Wanna defeat me please not even these could keep me All on the
This shit is fucked up 'cause some niggas call it tough love It's crazy 'cause you might know a nigga all your life And he got a twisted alterier motive
Shocka locka... [Cee-Lo] Shit, behold it is me, it is the epitome of extraterrestrial energy Experiment and enter the internals of the inner me The art
awhile Since I could stand On my own two feet again And it's been awhile Since I could call you And everything I can remember As *** up as it all may seem The consequences
dick bitch, don't fight the feelin'" And when she did it, she started jockin' me I saw it in your eyes, you felt like sockin' me For every action theres a consequence
with me The Feds came to get me, we both fled quickly Wasn't quick enough to jump over the hedges with me Got caught, and that's when our relationship strayed Used to call me
Six minutes down, breathing machine, brain not feel right The look on you is killing me, drowning in shame But don't feel bad, 'cause I never feard consequences
Will you free me from the logic that I knew? I'll believe it even if it's not true Am I falling asleep on my feet again? I call out, is anybody listening
I need you to pray for me and I need you to care for me and I need you to want me to win I need to know where I'm heading 'Cause I know where I've been
Moon blue, rivers of love you shine, Bathe me in light sublime Flood me with all your glowing heart can give Moon blue, memories bind like chains When
Starite City gettin busy To the Hook, to the East, to the Stuy Bushwick and Kanarcy, Farraget, Fullgreen, and Marcy My Flatbush posse, generals of armies When it's time to form, just call me
He needs, he needs He needs someone to call This is for my gangstas, real niggas, ballas, trill niggas North side, South side, chunk ya deuce up Gangstas
flame catapults The odds are against me (against all odds) The odds are against me (against all odds) The odds are against me (against all odds)
