can they fool us today? Catch the falling sky, we're all gonna die anyway How can they fool us today? How can they fool us today? How can they fool us today
번역: 미스터 빅. 오늘 저희에게 풀.
fool us today? Hold your head up high, laugh till you cry How can they fool us today Catch the falling sky, we're all gonna die anyway How can they fool us today
fool us today? Hold your head up high, laugh till you cry How can they fool us today? Black, white and gray, what can you do What can you say How can they fool
You know what I'm sayin', Redman, Wu Tang You know what I'm sayin', I don't fool wit the Goodie Mob's And I especially don't fool wit them E-40's Nigga
like something really big is missing Even though my name's Graffiti written on your kitten I love black women always and disrespect ain't the way Let's start a family today
today, A million eyes couldn't list 'em, so I reminisce them, But now I'm up in the studio, with my nigga Ro, Fat money G's, big T, reminisce 'em 'G'
niggaz ain't forgotten Cause tru niggaz live forever Tru niggaz like us Ya heard me? it's real nigga We gon see y'all fools in the crossroads
playa [big ed] Chorus x2 [big ed] See I'm a g to be a playa, a playa to be a g It's the b to the i [silkk] And what you be? [big ed] I be a g [silkk
that muthafuckin swisha sweet) Mr serv-on gon hit this sweet (swisha sweet) Somebody done (that muthafuckin green chronic) (nigga that's how we smoke it down here) Put big
new drum solo you just worked out? Don: I've got a new composition. Meredith: It's rhythmic, huh? Motorhead: Now that's beautiful. Don: Listen . . . Silence, fools! . . . SILENCE, FOOLS
if they used us 'Cause if they used us And they abused us And they abused us How could you tell us How could you tell us That we were wrong? That we
or a hater on the phone It ain't a close call or a tie at all, I'm about a mile away, You're nobody, you can die today I'm MJ, fuck what you're man say
on that muthafuckin swisher sweet) Mr Serv-On gonna hit this sweet (swisha sweet) Somebody done (that muthafuckin green chronic) (nigga that's how we smoke it down here) put Big
never fails? I wish that things were better When we said goodbye today But we had our share of good times though Along the way Remember 'hey mr. las
I ran clique for Mr B, they left the us frantic, get us all romantic Before they fucked us trying to hand trick With a glock fore they bust us Four hundred years ago fool
-wooo-wooo. And here comes this ghost, lookin' ragged and rank, In a rusty suit of armor, goin' clank, clank, clank. They say, "Hey, Mr. Ghost, are you
scratch up pon di big cowasaki ride it today n tomorro mi parki wuk dat! hotta dan the way how mi talk ki ready fi kill the same time mi mark ki appitite so big
