번역: 캄. 누가 남기 '.
번역: Limahl. 누가 남기 '.
true sidin? Quit your open enemy, save your energy for the hoo-ridin Who ridin? [VERSE 2] Ashes to ashes, back to the dust Another dead homie, show me who
me a while Is it too late, too late? I hope it's not too late, too late (x2) I hope it's not too late I got my whole life packed inside a suitcase Ridin
head's in the sky I'm solo, I'm ridin' solo I'm ridin' solo, I'm ridin' solo, solo I'm ridin' solo, I'm ridin' solo, solo I'm ridin' solo, solo I'm ridin
' that body, body She movin' that body And when she workin' that body, body You gotta pause I wanna know what she's ridin' on Who shifting those gears
Can't be scared when it goes down Got a problem, tell me now Only thing that's on my mind Is who's gonna run this town tonight Is who's gonna run this
stay, no abortin' us, no extortin' us Between us we got the mic domain and artillery Therefore, it's all free reign, who's domain When shots ring, who remains, they refrain Who
, or fo'-deep in a old school Lookin for the hoes, at a club - full of drunk fools (WHAT WHAT WHAT?) Who wanna get it krunk non-stop (WHO YOU WIT? WHO
eyes on each other At the office, I knew we was gon' be lovers Mark Hotel, under the covers You said I was cool and not like a lotta them brothers Who
made you aware And turned America's dream into a nightmare Yeah, you feel the vibe, muh'fuckers The first B.I., 'Ready to Die' muh'fuckers So 'Who Shot
i come thru hit you with the brand new buggati coupe, damn thing only only sits 2 but you know who who ridin in my passenger side with me flyin shit
calls they go (Hey Loon) (Woo) Baby that's what them chicks say When they see a superstar ridin in the fast lane (Woo) They be like (woo) Now who that
' and jackin' the clothes, adolescent packin' a fo' A knock on the do', who is it? I would happen to know The one with the flow, who did it? It was me
running out Falling like the rain so we aint running out Falling like the rain so we aint running out Oh its raining men girl what you worried 'bout Who
I would fall off, that was just a small loss, we can have a ball off, fly to N.Y. meet me at the Waldorf, the story 'n' architecture Victorian, ridin'
I'm feelin' like Tonto ridin' a Pinto Tryin' to chase the Lone Ranger down I'm a little unraveled but I'm still in the saddle Cryin' your name out to
