the same for Billy Kinkaid If he had to do it over, he would do it the same Living in the end He was living in the end Polly and her beauty wasn't
King Kane if he had to do it over he would do it the same Living in the End, He was Living in the End Polly Ann a beauty wasn't pretty at all She
same for Billy Kincade If he had to do it over he would do it the same He was living in the end He was living in the end Polly and her pity wasn't
Prevod: Veslo (Of Revolution). Living In The End.
all the same for Billy Kinkaid If he had to do it over, he would do it the same Living in the end He was living in the end Polly and her beauty wasn
, chasin' this cheddar, to the end Of the road because the end I'm told, is nearer than we know What can I say but live for today, hov' R O C, yeah,
jail bars Jigga, no pies, no case Just Hawaiian shirts, hangin' with little Chase You a fan, a phony, a fake, a pussy, a Stan I still whip your ass, you thirty-six in a
, mack main, jae millz, tyga tyga You can do whoever you like You can do whoever you like (Jae Millz) Baby we are so live you aint gotta check for a pulse
dude, Mr. Drop a top a bubble benny whipper What else nigga? A weed head slash henny sipper no I'm not ballin' I'm tryna' get it how I live and how I live
a time not long ago When I was outta town movin' work with Zo I used to bring my nigga B.R. And niggas with the burna's holdin' down B-R There lived
' like the big old C It's just one hard rapper spittin' a rap Not three or four sucka's or a couple of saps Like born to Mack, I'll cash a check Walkin' 'round like a
snap again Man, I'm gon' tell it like it is, I'm gon' sit the rear I stand true to high live, this a quest for a mil' It done took a nigga different
be right where you at [R.O.C. talking w/ last 2 lines of chorus] Yeah we on that, let's do it, uh [Verse 2 - R.O.C.] Lord knows, flows, I kick expose
we living under God Maybe he living in the sky and I couldn't bring him back if I tried So we just rolling up a swisha [Chorus] [Game Verse 2] Allstar
fat, not flat Check it out, yo, A.G. is living fat in the mental In other words, can I get a soul clap? Diggin' in the crates for something smooth Showbiz & A
