better way To lose my mind Said, listenin' to these sad, sad songs Mixin' memories with old forgotten wine There's got to be a better way To lose my mind There's got to be a better
Prevod: Little Texas. Boljše Way.
test my enterprise? Bitch you better go think twice and open up your motherfucking eyes These niggas can't fuck with the fifth dawg finna parlay Everyday stormin' your way you better
you a thug, you better get ready for war. If you a hustla, make your dough. If you a gansta, let your gun smoke. Krayzie: Took a trip out to Texas and
Locc, we gots some bitches at the Mariott Straight sellin' with my Texas G Stayin' sucka free as I L-O-C It's Friday night You motherfuckers better
actin' this way you're gonna lose my love I ain't got no time to play you better hurry up 'Cause every time I come around crews run around your way I
name (Short Dawg) Now what you bouts to do, little prostitute I see that sucka in ya ear but I got to shoot Some real game your way, what I came to
the bed If I could love you, you know I would But what you giving, ain't all that good A little southern hospitality You'd better try to get away from
down, shake up, we all up in the mix And it's about time we all break it down And it goes a little something like this Yo, dog, you see a little something
then I got a little bit older And I realized, she was the crazy one But there was nothin' I could do or say to try to change it 'Cause that's just the way
up with it everyday and take it with me to bed Hurting my heart and hanging over my head 'Bout the realest nigga these Texas streets ever bred C L Butler better
and a breaker of mules Coleman Bonner's got a wore out bow He's been playin' all day down the new cut road Coleman's little sister said, "You better
, man seem like everybody really love it Wave they flags high, for the world to see Even though we know we don't want our son and little girls to be Nothing
ignore the First National Bank My name is unknown,[unverified] die my family call me Hank I go way back, like you still shop at Alexando's Buy your sandals for your little
'm 'lo let me flex this If there's somethin on yo' mind recline and check this Song smooth not reckless We can get high and ride from 'side to texas Give
, so we can reunite an' kick it People don't understand life, but one day you'll get it But for now, you better enjoy your one way ticket An' Screw,
shoot ta kill betta run boy Or you can tell me how I feel as a Real, real Which, which Go get a, get a (What!) No better (What!) better do what I say
