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The Four Seasons Let S Hang On

lot of tryin', oh, I'm cryin' Let's hang on to what we got Don't let go, girl, we got a lot Got a lot of love between us Hang on, hang on, hang on to

Prevod: Frankie Valli In Four Seasons. Pa Hang Na.

, you can take me home If you let the whole crew get on", bitch I got this chick from Cali, profilin', she's wilin' She's gangsta, she knows that she's

raps with the hardest bass You see I rap all the time, that's the point When I walk in the place I just jam the joint Singin' old Too $hort's on the microphone The beat's

and throw 'em Forty-five by my scrotum, manifest the, "Do or Die" slogan My niggaz roll in ten M3's Twenty Gods poppin' wheelies on Kawasaki's Hip-Hop's got me on

we got Don't let go girl, we got a lot Got a lot of love between us So let's hang on, hang on, hang on To what we got (Do do, do do, do do) You say you

one, blaze one) Blaze one, blaze one Blaze, blaze, blaze one Now four corners, 4 seasons Four MC's with four reasons to bring this game to it's knees

shade of gray this certain sadness this cold morning light and this silent madness it hangs in the air it hangs like a memory it hangs like a cloud it hangs on

raps with the hardest bass You see I rap all the time, that's the point When I walk in the place I just jam the joint Singin' old Too $hort's on the microphone The beat's