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Tłumaczenie: D12. We Live This Shit.
Let's get it started Oh, this that shit right here, nigga Wassup? Yeah, wassup? Nigga, 103, yeah When this hit drop in the club, nigga Yeah, yeah, let
really, and shawty don?t be silly We ain?t trippin of the history this a one nighta And the bitches you fight em, heres some liquor or lighter If theres no I.D
Nigga we doin' this shit from Cleveland to L.A. Nigga whatever you niggas want we bringing it Thug Luv nigga what time is it? I don't give a fuck where
[2Pac] Nigga we doin this shit from Cleveland to LA nigga whatever you niggas want we bringing it Thug Luv nigga what time is it yo I don't give a
lived it My pedal to the metal while I'm thinkin' 'bout all of my dogs I lost in the streets, tryna ball like me And this is for my niggas who used to roll gold D
that sticky icky And we gone do the damn thing Now what I'm talking 'bout We gon' disturb the peace right now Yeah, we ain't doing nothing but chillin' We
Ain't gotta trip (Ain't gotta trip) While we swing and dip 'Cuz we do big thangs on the motherfuckin' hip What you think, we live on a farm? Nigga, be for real We
It's on now Feel threatened by this T-squad T.s. Takin shit [ verse 1: armageaddon ] We 12-cylinder-pushin drug dealer-killers, we feelin this Tec-9
love when we hug no more And I heard it through the grape vine we even beefin now After all the years we been down Aint no way no how, this bullshit
try to call us filthy trash Even though we live better and make mo' cash Than they do, I'm not a no-good thug Standin on the corner sellin drugs And just remember, this
BROOM) you know how we do it when we do how we do it when we come through G-Unit, D-1-2 and Obie we all move like assasins ski masks and gloves consider this
in 'em (BOOM) You know how we do it, when we do, how we do it, when we come through G-Unit, D-1-2 and Obie, we all move like assassins Ski masks and gloves Consider this
only life and we are, 6 grown men, who are old friends my nig*a Bugz, DeShaun Holton all the way down, I'ma hold them, D-12 nig*a, 'till the world end
Off The Narc Cops Tax On The Work We Got Them H&R Blocks Alumni Yeah I'm From The School Of Hard Knocks Looking Out For The 12 Roger Staubach No Cafe But We
cake up We put shit on layaway, then come back We claim other people kids on our income tax We take that money, cop work, then push packs to get paid An' we
drive-bys, cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red, we like that fuckin green, papers what I said, Big Moe is up in this bitch and this niggas singin
