, and I don't know what to do cause I can't wait, I can't wait for the truth Don't sleep, don't sleep so sound tonight (Don't sleep, don't sleep so sound
Käännös: My American Heart. Älä lopeta.
.... ay top down get my tan on I'm not you I don't need the tattoos All my ink is on my cheques My rolex looks like some president Sh-t I've got
Radio Killa, Big Snoop D-O dub The American Dream Hey yo nephew, why don't ya come up off them keys? Sing a lil' somethin' for the ladies You know what
, I'm Paid [Verse 1] Give a woman none (uh' uh') I already gave my brother some It's my sister's turn Ain't it funny how the fish do burn Wit ya boy,
't Yes he did, yes he did Oh, oh no I didn't Oh, oh yes I did C-U-B-O gonna rip it up Y'all don't want that extra clip I'm from Miami, man, pretty some
ass come round But y'all don't wanna raise the roof until my shit is goin' down And now you hear my songs the radio is playin' Oh, I can't believe my
I can't watch this, I can't watch this I can't watch this, I can't watch this My my my my TV makes me so bored Makes me say, oh my Lord What is this
like the shit from rap-a-lot So pack that glock or ak stops your clock, my straps get hot Even though it's hot it ain't hot enough to stop this entourage
speak, have you knocked out weak Forever in it, my slang dick goes so deep Thirsty for hip-hop, Staten Isle' niggaz can't stop Runnin wild like a child
with my girl Cassie Ah, ah, ah, ah, The American dreamer Ah, ah, ah, ah, with my girl Cassie Every time I turn around I hear something about you All my
the anthem, you gon' have to cut me out the track like cancer I can't stop, won't stop, this how we do it from Philly to Shaolin All my niggaz swap in
RE CRACKING UP FROM HAVING LACK OF SHACKING UP! If you're cracking up... IF YOU'RE CRACKING UP! Why don't you pack it up! WHY DON'T YOU PACK IT UP! And
the domino effect Boy don't you know that I could sit with my back to you and still have my gat to you, so natural Close my eyes and breathe in, do that
't jam or won't chirp Catch you on my second merk Fresh outta jail, ice grill gat to smirk Bitches on the waste can't serve 'em ROC without Jay won't
same again Break the bitch for everything 'cause I came to pimp I'm Too Short baby, I don't stop mackin I grab the microphone and I don't stop rappin
hear is I'm the best at this and I'm best at that But I don't hear my name, no name brought up in rap And I don't usually trip or damn get caught up in
Laden on my ass, he probably gone send a task I ain't gone even ask, they ain't gone let me pack They ain't gone gimme my semi but I got my whizz at
