my brother Me and my brother, my brother and me Don't look on the surface 'cause if you do you'll never see Me and my brother, my brother and I 'Cause
Käännös: Musta lammas. Minä ja veljeni.
2] Me and my brother, my brother and me Don't look on the surface cause if you do you'll never see Me and my brother, my brother and I Cause you'll fly
me Give me your hand and Play with me A game Play with me A game Play with me 'Cause we´re alone now Play with me Father mother child My brother
I want to The original P-Funk stroke a trunk of funk Then you saw caps 'cause my jaw snaps with the raw raps So color me bad, plus color me black For
to long with me money send them youngstas to that dumpin bitch and i got soljas on my team that will die for the i to tha e the feds want me bad because
my man Lord Finiesse, silence the lambs To my peeps Gangstarr, silence the lambs To Nice and Smooth, silence the lambs To my peeps Black Sheep, silence the lambs To my
the sheep a whole flock of __ nigga do you believe yo wats poppin its the kid kain ya my nigga ludacris my homeboy my dawg my brother from another mother
in a puddle of piss Or if I would get some news that my brother had died If they ran up in my house and held my kids and my wife Or if we was looted and
on Viacom It's on, long as needed we competin keep-keepin it strong Ain't no (Comic) in my (View) as long as they sell the black out I grip my shit and
My mellow my man My mellow my man, right My mellow my man My mellow my man, right My mellow my man My mellow my man My mellow my man My mellow my man
is your best friend My mama prayed for me Tell the Lord to make way for me, prepare any day for me (why?) Cause when they come for me they find a struggler
My 9 millimeter, oh shit, 1 clip, 2 clip An leave yo whole crew sick my dick An you hollin hot ones, my niggaz be hollerin hot ones Dig my shit then
Black man, you gotta make a desicion 'Cause God is comin' on day number seven And he won't call me a nigga when I get to heaven The same white man that threw me
Microphone check, yo, yeah They won't call me a nigga They won't call me a nigga Listen to the preacher man, but are you talkin' to me? I can't hear
is your best friend My mama prayed for me Tell the Lord to make way for me, prepare any day for me 'Cause when they come for me they find a struggler
'S COAT) (Jacob) Joseph's mother, she was quite my favourite wife I never really loved another all my life And Joseph was my joy because He reminded me
my daddy, like my brother, like my momma Number one and 9 to 5's And nigga real selling papa Stay tacked for them jacks And a tuck on the glock Thats cause I stay on my
