번역: 선수. 당신의 사랑이 죄수.
, ooh la la Lover face, how your ass is pumping Sweet licentious song Lover face, you're a scandal Your body is so wrong, wrong Bless my lips with your
with gouda will have your whole family erased But that ain't something I endorse I only wore it by force I'm trying to teach the youth to be loyal and play
a high number Name a nigga under The same sky That I'm under Who gets money, remain fly Yeah, I wonder? Eyes flutter As love When Nas pops up Stars get
m down in prison, got a number for my name The warden slammed the door and said "You've gambled your last game" Gambled your last game, gambled your last game Gambled your
of a million or more stories that could be told Chorus: Sacrifice your freedom Sacrifice your prayer Take away your language Cut off all your hair Sacrifice the loved
sounds You don't knowwhat it's like to hear Debussy in a California prison field And I love I love to sing while I'm workin' I love to sing while I'm
I be your possession Boy, I need your touch Your love kisses and such With all my might I try But this I can't deny, deny I play it off, but I'm dreaming
A simplified(?) love sick taking no prisoners Sunny day, cold heart- listen up listeners Darkside love affair, out of time and in a rush You can?t help
like a Lamborghini green Diablo Coupe VT, it's like DVD when I flow Feel me, I'm loved like the great late Malik Sealy The one the player haters hate
gone (For now I am gone) When I'm dead and gone don't even worry Don't mourn me too long, death'll get you discouraged Keepin' your vision blurry, prison
..gone [x's 2]) [Krayzie Bone] When Ia??m dead and gone dona??t even worry Dona??t mourn me too long death-a get ya discouraged Keepina?? your vision blurry, prison
my posse your way, hell no Draped in Versace got me on lock Did they rock the bells and play Straight from the glock, glock love block later tears
N motherfuckin' Harmony, you motherfucker. Lots of love you bitches. -Chorus-Bizzy & Wish- Thank God for the message, the love, the faith/ Take charge of your
's poppin' nigga? Put your motherfucking Hand on your strap nigga, we can do this like gangstas and slug it out Or be like punks and punk it out Pull your
put your motherf**king hand on your strap nigga Thug Luv nigga we can do this like punks and punk it out or be like gangstas and slug it out pull your
love It's the same old love, love I just said it was love Crazy mad about love (Crazy mad about love) Don't be sad about love Can't be sad, it's the
before we were men I'd give, I'd bend, let's play pretend And when it's the end our lives will make sense We'll love, we'll bend, let's play pretend