and I am the King I am the wisdom, listen to me sing" And my name's on the gun Work is just begun The boy with the gun
the law and I am the king I am the wisdom, listen to me sing He carves out the victim's names In the wooden butt of the gun He leans well back against
Sleeping with a gun, sleeping with a gun Sleeping with a gun under my pillow Sometimes it gets lonely, being valiantly alone Sometimes I wish I was there with
번역: 실비안, 데이비드. 총을 가지고 보이.
번역: 보이 적어도 가능성. 내 베개 밑에 총과과 잠자리.
s unreliable He is a sucker with a gun (Gun, gun, gun) I know you told me I should stay away I know you said he's just a dog astray He is a bad boy with
, boy, no pity, boy, big scarcity, the city boy So Icy, so, no Nike boy, just Gucci Louis Prada 'scuse me Gucci Maine keep shittin' on me Why that boy
a tower I'm paid hoe, I could change your life all in a hour I promise I see the city skyline from my shower I'm feeling like a gun with a bag of gun
fire, any moment I decide That's enough of all your lies, boy, your buzz just died Step inside, super fly, to the shoes in they coupe Then exit out with
this boy how the hate is brewin' 'Cause when his tummy tucks in, fuck, the pain is fluid So what difference does it make entertaining, threw it Some get high mixing coke and gun
It only gets more intense, it only gets more intense All the pressure's on your neck, you feel me, you feel me? So Bad Boy, so Bad Boy, I'm richer bitch
this bottle Get in the Eldorado And break from this bitch at full throttle You like fuckin' fashion models? That only waddle with cats that flash stacks Or squabble with
way) There?s no way (No way) Nowhere to turn (There?s no way out) I feel like this, approach me with beef, get done I shoot through pants, no chance to pull for your gun
way No way (No) Nowhere to turn. There's no way out. Black Rob: I feel like this. Approach me with beef, get done. I shoot through pants, no chance to pull for your gun
designers Can she come buy with me? Come ride with me, provide me with a gun Slide the weeded road, come get high with me You don't come weed with me
my M.O. Fuck bitches on the reg' with no problemo Iceberg, rabbits, and the fox and more Where I coped two more, brought four for RZA Bad Boy thank you
Bad Boy in' the house for the '95 Big shout out to my man Mel Smith My man Don Cee San in' the house What's up Michelle Ray, what's up boo? Sick of mama
[Black Rob (P. Diddy)] Y'all ain't ready (The saga continues) The tootsie roll (We still here, keep it up, keep it up) Yo, PD, Bad Boy, Alumni, BR (keep
