Hanging out, down the street The same old thing, we did last week Not a thing to do, but talk to you Not a thing to do, out in the street Oh yeah Mom
Tłumaczenie: Cheap Trick. In The Street.
Tłumaczenie: Cheap Trick. In The Street (That Song 70-dram).
Hangin' out Down the street The same old thing We did last week Not a thing to do But talk to you Not a thing to do Out in the street, oh yeah Mom and
the clutch, seven-fifty deluxe Then we speed down the hutch, breakin' trees in the dutch I'm not the one you sleep wit, to eat quick Want a cheap trick
I don't weep and I don't sleep Save that motherfucker black, 'cause talk is cheap And now, since you got beef Let's take it to the streets and I'mma
a picture, raw like the first coat Send my old man a note to keep his phone on My little 'cause'll know cheap tricks are homegrown Travel to a place sweeter
One nine in each arm, I get hot as I squeeze from it Now he's a cheap ornament, died in a street tournament Peep the clues, not deep with dudes My Benz
'm a pioneer Because i made rap something people wanted to hear See before my reign it was the same old same You took "the ba with the ba" That's street
up like cheap vodka I smack Internet MC's and beat bloggers You can see my Black Thought like 'Riq Trotter Deep, go ahead and sleep, they know in the street
fuck y'all thought nigga y'all'll get bought bitch Street orientated; y'all motherfuckers hate it Learn how to flow stop bein' mad y'all bitches Trick, trick
, Hustlin this is my year I've been in the game since '95 Bitch! I'm still here I hear the background that side talk and cheap bumpin If you don't like
tryin' to see no black man turn to John Gotti My daughter use a potty so she's older now Educated street knowledge I'ma mold 'er now Trick a little
my bitches dem Straight muttin' these hoes, that's for my niggas dem And if you with me, then you's a balla' Ah, you wanna cheap fuck? Find a cheap hoe
[Trick Daddy] For the niggas, my niggas, ya'll niggas [Trina] For my bitchs, bad bitchs [Trick Daddy] Fuck dem hoes [Trina] Fuck dem niggas [Trick
time won't see parole Imagine life as a convict that's getten' old Plus with the drama we're lookin' out for your baby's mama Taken risks, while keepin' cheap tricks
mouth 18 on the block, nigga got them thangs out Birdman Stunna, nigga, we don't sit in jail Real niggas do real thangs, you know we make bail Trick
You can strip tease That's too freaky? Well bitch leave! I'm a cheap nigga Keep my money discreet nigga Cause chickens keep talkin' in the streets nigga