chorus 2x) I keep my strap on me at all times(and I ain't lying)(I ain't lying) I keep my strap on me at all times(and I ain't dying)(I ain't dying)
Översättning: Fiend. At All Times.
! [Chorus x2] I keep my strap on me at all times(and I ain't lying)(I ain't lying) I keep my strap on me at all times(and I ain't dying)(I ain't dying
and death is her sister Sleep is the cousin, what a fuckin' family picture You know father time and we all know mother nature It's all in the family,
the ful of blow shit, g unit mix sarapa Infrared on your head in for seng seng And you aint see me coming Verse1 AB ??? Im the greatest of all time
Every time we hit the charts, niggas shoot up like a fiend Stuntin' like we printin' money with machines What you see me wavin', Vacheron Constantin Like Mike, my Spikes stay all
and death is her sister Sleep is the cousin, what a fuckin' family picture You know father time, we all know Mother Nature It's all in the family but
sweet, got me vexed though I wanna wish it right back like presto, yes Meantime I wait for the next time She come around 'for I toast to the best time We all
break Why you ain't stackin' instead of tryin' to be fly? Why is rattin' at an all time high? Why are you even alive? Why they kill Tupac n' Chris? Why at
are wrong Well not really, it was bad all along Before your left adds up to a ball of power Thoughts at a thousand miles per hour Hello, Ghetto Let your
the time is now Yo, all I need is one mic All I need is one mic, that's all I need All I need is one mic, all I need ***** All I need is one mic, yeah
Look into the rhyme Rum to the ripple Sing boo But at times I come in triple Blaow, blaow put the heater to your head Now your dead Wyclef don't give
blow your back out How many of y'all wanna go for yours I keep my dogs in the crackhouse [Buckshot] Let's take a walk through Crown Heights Steppin through the city at
Can't you see my niggas having a ball all day Since we having a ball all day, motherfuckers player hate Get cha gun, get cha gun, did you kill 'em all
'em spin on all of y'all? Should let my 20s spin on all y'all haters? Everything we write, I swear, it's all original Niggas mad at bone because we be all
come and some time You'll get pulled over by one time And when in 1999 rewinds did'n even make any strides Murder all around the whole world is nausiating
