Laulunsanoja:
Gun Club The Hearts

Käännös: Gun Club. Hertta.

I hear your heart singing I hear your heart sing I hear your heart singing I hear your heart sing I hear your heart singing I hear your heart singing I hear your heart

got the fuckin' beat jumpin' like a jumpin' jack You know me, I get on this bitch and have a heart attack Hip-hop, I'm the heart of that, nigga, nothin

analyze data like intel Pentium So follow me, I blame sovereignty for God we bust Top Gun, move bright, smooth as Ice, sex and dust Ante up the goods, Top Gun

Blo-blocker, mama call me papa I stay on toppa, quick chicks like Chaka Zulu, I'm the shit, you the copper Who are you, I'mma future hip-hopper Mega nigga, this nigga, nigga Why hold the gun

the game It's an everyday thang when you let ya nuts hang Gotta make ya grandas each daily man Them Cleveland hustlaz neva no bustaz thug to the heart

up in this muthafucka Nigga I'm rollin', and ain't leavin' this muthafucka until somebody dead And even though we know niggas bust back Big bullets givin' muthafuckas heart

for: now when they came they had they pants on--we beat bitches up out their britches to show 'em how to tear up a club when they be fuckin' with the

em all rubix cubes cause I really used to think they was hard For once trust me you don't wanna start problems the pound will make you Eddie Curry wit a heart