light, switch on the light Switch on the light, switch on the light Switch on the light, switch on the light Switch on the light, switch on the light Switch on
번역: 새미 하갈. 라이트 스위치.
one fan I write with the light from the lamp on my night stand With my pen in my right and that's also my mic hand Codeine in a Sprite can, ink on the
all on your soul and put whips up on your back They be lyin' through they teeth, hope you slip up off your path I don't switch up, I just laugh, put
Bad Boy anesthetics Will twist me like crippie Amanda Chevitts Back flips tactics Be on measure Hat tricks wit only dimes and better Nigga just for that cheddar O please, I switch
the bomb scripture at your Barmitzvah Yo, map shit out, blast through the speakers With a wife beater on, bushes below, a new pair of sneakers Street niggaz hang on
summer I'm doin' all white everything I gotta white Bent, white pit, even gotta white bitch When I say white I mean whiter den a light switch White
stop when I'm at the very top You shitted on me on your way up It's 'bout to be a scary drop Cause what goes up must come down You going down on something
and watch you buckle I can't stand a snitch, a switch real bitch I got some transcripts to say you been runnin ya lips Now its on, on site, if I see you
wet I ain't no rookie, I'm a microphone vet Evil E's on the set, hit the deck Be easy on the cut Be easy on the cut Be easy on the cut And no mistakes
the brake lights Hit the back door, I lay down cross the floor E's on the wheels, he makes the rubber squeal Blood's on my gear from caps I've peeled
got a problem, work through it I love New York night, bright lights and action I love bailin with my Bronx niggas, party crashin I love switch hittin with my niggas on
cool cat, but im on life nine. Pimping aint dead cause I be the life line And I don't buy the bar cuz it don't sell white wine Gon' let that light shine
on the record Turn da lights off Let's get closer than closer than most Turn da lights off I think we can get to know each other better if Turn da lights
on Monday I got a G comin at'cha on Sunday One way, to do it, and that's the G way I'm hittin switches for ya homey on the freeway [Chorus One] I know
air, put your lighters in the air But when I'm in here, I don't really care 'Cause I ride on 'em, plus, I style on 'em Yes, I lean on 'em, yes, I flash