I've landed here (Oh yeah, it's the same damn dirty road) Sometimes I feel like those good things are behind me (It's the same damn dirty road) Is your road
Tłumaczenie: Days Of The New. Dirty Road.
open your eyes Don't let yourself ever fall down Get through it and learn how to fly I know you will find a way Today It's the same damn dirty road
nowhere to turn to (When it's rent time and I done spent mine ba-by) Could you tell me where you run to? (When the L.A.P.D. see you ridin' dirty, dirty, dirty
let's kick it like soccer like Jorge And have fun in this house, call it horseplay She like a nigga with some cake like a birthday Not a scrawny little nigga doing four days
bound 30 days in the hole 30 days in the hole (Everybody say) 30 days in the hole (Alright mama) 30 days in the hole 30 days in the hole 30 days in
re now listenin to the Dirty South trillionaire ('naire) Keepin it trill in there, been here and he's still in there (there) Pay attention, it's the beginnin of a new
got my own version of roots Cracker ass nigga pickin' cotton and polishin' my Brooklyn Zoo boots The new news is Brooklyn Zoo Sunz and Two On Da Road,
year hittin shows Doin the road workin real real hard Well shit, we had a new team and fresh settings and a healthy body for the road after 11 months
account not pitty amounts Bud by the pound Smoke a mothafuckin' ounce A mean ass crib All digital studio And some down ass hoes for the road I want
' out on a daily base I'm in the clouds Drinkin' liqour fallin' on my face Wondering how I survive all this foolishness Up in the street ridin' dirty I ain't new
a problem' They're buffing the trains the same days the graffiti writers bomb 'em Who split how many freaks on box cuts of a high road bellow? Heads ripped
days in the hole 30 days in the hole 30 days in the hole 30 days in the hole 30 days in the hole 30 days in the hole 30 days in the hole 30 days in
, (fa all yall) & de lil boys & girls who lost dey daddies. [1st verse] See dese devils , dey do you wrong (dirty mothafuckas) , nggas died to get dey money long (dirty
the summer breeze Down Dalling Road by the dead old trees And drink with my friends in the Hammersmith Broadway Dear, dirty, delightful, old drunken old days
me please I'm so sick of motherfuckers, steady capping up in my face Cause they got, a little cheese I'ma be on my way, to pay one of these days Ready
listenin to the Dirty South trillionaire ('naire) Keepin it trill in there, been here and he's still in there (there) Pay attention, it's the beginnin of a new
ain't nowhere to turn to (When it's rent time and I done spent mine ba-by) Could you tell me where you run to (When the LAPD see you ridin' dirty dirty dirty