I won't tell, if you don't want me to 'Cause I got a thing for you I'd do anything for you, girl anything Baby I won't tell, I'd never do that to you
I won't tell If you don't want me to Cause I gotta thing for you L do anything for ya (Girl anything for you) Baby I won't tell I never do bad to you
Prevod: Fat Joe. Ne bom povedal.
I can keep a secret is the song that I sing [Chorus: J. Holiday] Baby I (I) won't (won't) tell (tell) If you don't want me to Cause I got a thing for
I can keep a secret is the song that I sing Yaddamean [Chorus: J.Holiday] Baby I won't tell If you don't want me to Cause I gotta thing for you L do
What's up man [Remy Martin] Yo I don't give a fuck I don't play that shit and I feel to bust a cap on a nigga I run up wit a gat on a nigga cock back
tell yah stomach, I got a bag of ticks i'll treat yah Different colors in my chain, oo count thing people hatin on the count but they won't swing stripe
the biggest glocks It don't matter cause I can withstand I got no hair on my chest but I'm still the motherfucking man I won't fall and I never fell Busting
I kicks just not lyrics I hold a fifth, One hundred and ten shots can stop spirits If niggas try to rob me, then I won't hear it Cause it's different
Magic; Aah, and I ain't talkin' NBA; I ain't even trust the brethren, jealous ones still envy me; Problem is, these guys ain't even half what they pretend
Because I know I know my people believe me, I do it for love [Fat Joe] Yeah, yo They say Joe too selfish, he won't let us in the door I say shit I could
Joe, da fat gangsta, yeah This is Joe, da fat gangsta Tell 'em who the hell I am This is Joe, da fat gangsta Yeah, Fat Joe Da Gangsta Representin' in
Fat Joe, 'cause Joe is livin' Fat Niggaz gettin' jealous 'cause I got a contract But I don't sweat it, I know the style is raw You can't compare me to
it (Darkside) - Yeah! So I say [Chorus (sample)] Peace God I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm on my way Peace God I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm on my way Peace God (peace
man Trust me, nigga could response ten thousand times I ain't talkin' back to that nigga The one thing I will promise you If I want get you I'm gon'
Motherfucker die - don't look in my eye Take this wit'cha nigga, tell the devil I sent ya [Fat Joe] Yup! Death ain't sweet man But it's a fact that
an eye? Big trucks, gee rides, we fly, twenty-fo' Won't you sit in them tires Believe me, it's nothing G-4 [Incomprehensible] just won't mix with my
she push nice whips? Jealousy, I don't owe you, man I don't know you, man, I never sold you, man Jealousy, jealousy, jealousy I'm feelin' like Christ
