you to understand that i'm a man I'm so sick and tired of you You better not touch me I'm so sick and tired of you and the crazy things you do I'm getting
you Baby, I will lie just to get to you But I ain?t gonna cry just to get to you Baby, I will die just to get to you Baby, I will die, die just to
Käännös: Backyard Babies. Ghetto You.
lot For the rooftop snypaz snap a lot Puttin down with rap-a-lot You'll die, can't fuck with us So when you say it, you'll a lie You'll try and get shut
baby, damn baby, damn baby, damn baby ooh ahh, ooh ahh ooh ahh ooh ahh, ooh ahh ooh ahh damn baby, damn baby, damn baby, damn baby if you invited me if you
model is a supply and demand any will You went out of line with the wrong man then get killed When you damned if you will, damned if you won't A lot of
swimming pool, backyard and a glass fence There's no time for celebration, mind elevation If you ain't searchin for money what the hell are you chasin
Double dime some time, Ice Cream you got me fallin' out Like a cripple, I love you like I love my dick size Ooh baby, I miss you, your sweet tender
mack to be live cardiac and get high It's the ghetto life yeah, I celebrate it, I live it And all I got is what you left me with I'ma get it Now y'all
, nine months, and rock from backyards to fronts Who wants to live the gutter life, we got sidewalks to walk, baby I need a chick with big potatoes to mash, baby
you back, ohh I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto days Let me take you back, ohh I'm reminiscin' 'bout my ghetto days Let me take you back, ohh I'm reminiscin
Free ya heart and show ya greatness I like you, had to come from up under the basement Just like you, had Satan tryin' my patience Still you look at
, nine months, and rock from backyards to Fronts Who wants to live the gutter life, we got sidewalks to walk, Baby I need a chick with big potatoes to mash, baby
ropes like they picturin' beef You don?t know my struggle, so you can't feel my hustle You don?t know my struggle, so you can't feel my hustle You don
Double dime some time, Ice Cream, you got me fallin' out Like a cripple, I love you like I love my dick size Ooh, baby, I miss you, your sweet tender
, y'all niggaz is the flyest Moves you're making too fly jewels are shaking Not a rape patient, you're looking good fly colored Asian Ghettoes, them
old niggas showed us ropes like they picturin'(?) me. [Chorus 4X] U don't know my struggle, so you cant feel my hustle [Verse 2:] Hard times, me and you
