still the one that makes me shout Still the one that I dream about We're still having fun, and you're still the one Still the one, yeah still the one
번역: 올리 언스. 아직 하나.
out here touring Or with the strippers at the Hilton up on Cortland One from Utah, the other one from Portland We in Cali though, but I am from New Orleans
of every type Bitches I kick to curbs, you would make your wife Twice hit by the gun spit, kid still breathing While half you busters in this damn game are still
Ia??m sitting on green like piss in the grass. Just let me know, and the grass still grow, even if you mow. Ia??m so N.O. [New Orleans], I hope I live
There is a house in New Orleans They call The Rising Sun It's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God, I know I'm one I cried to my daddy on the telephone
Yeah, yeah Let my people go Let my people go In the swamps of New Orleans The rain came pouring down So heavy was the water That the walls came crashing
my thug niggas This one for the homies and thug niggas This one for the homies and thug niggas This one for the homies and thug niggas This one for
my shit talk, and next she be in black and blue It was true I always had to have you I can still smell the curry shrimp and rice You're the only one
[Verse 1 - Gudda Gudda] They call me Young Gudda, I'm all about the dough still, And anybody in my way, roadkill, Everything my hands touch turn to gold
I Be Dumb Like Everytime I Hit Da Scene I'm Still In My Teens But My Whip A Hundred G's Doin 200 From B.R. To New Orleans Before I Was On Em, Ross
about New Orleans Back in school, y'all niggas, you should call him August I'm the sun that goes down but I'm still revolving Southside 'bout to walk it out, I still
with the taped up clips in the Mac Black hood with black gloves, bandana around the mouth A nigga posted up on every perimeter around your house And we didn't come here for one
I be that beat And yeah Bush still wrong like 3 left feet And yeah the kush still strong and the hoes still work The toilets stopped up but the stove still
sippin' out of two cups at one time And I thank God I can say fuck one time Fuck one time, fuck one time, fuck one time, thank God Loui V. bag, all black
game baby What what all my thugs let 'em hang baby Chyna White and Too Sheezy off the chain baby You know us Oakland niggaz still pimp to this day Still
and I'm rollin Joint's still burnin and I'm smokin' I was on my way to San Jose To the stero shop that make my music play Cause one amp shut down and