Lyrics:
ਸੁਣੋਂ ਦੀ
ਤੇਰੇ ਜਿਹੀਆ ਵਿਚੋ ਲੈਂਦੀ ਪੈਰੋ ਕਢ ਨੀ
ਥੱਲੇ ਮੇਰੇ ਗੱਡੀ ਡੇਢ ਲਖ ਪੌਂਡ ਦੀ
ਹਾਏ ਗੁਰਿ ਗੁਰਿ ਗਿੱਲ ਓਹਦਾ ਨਾਮ ਦਸਦੇ
ਮਾਰਦੀ ਸੀ ਤਾਣਾ ਤੈਨੂ ਕੌਣ ਜਾਂਦਾ
By face ਗਬਰੂ ਨੂ ਤੂ
The Truth and The Reason
I can't give you the answers (Nope)
I try to do the right thing
But I swear by god
I'm not Spike Lee, I skip my school days (Fuck
(Yeah)
Try acid and get your butt pumped out like I did
My brain's dead weight, I'm tryin to get my head straight
But I can't figure out which Backstreet
I've seen people gone mad, day by day rotting in dirty flats, dried plants
Dust and weed to roll, if you wanna play this game you'll find your role
Yay,
Artist/Band Jaheim
Song title Could It Be?
Album
Submitted by Terronald
Lyrics Huh, uh yeah
Bout to put it to 'em
With some ghetto slick shit, heh
of a work of art signed Kenmore in '98
With all those pictures hangin' side by side
Forgotten memories from another time
And all the places that I've
of a skateboard rollin down my backstreet
Raggae music comin from the neighbor across from me
As time ticks by, as time ticks by
I never stop to ask and never
caught across Jersey state lines
Figure this 98 and I been runnin' since 89
So that's like 9 years delinquent time
You speakin' crime then you know
9
sight,
sun bleeds on the bricks,
and brings forth the night,
the red saranade,
give shade to backstreets,
heads adjust the EQ,
for the bass in they jeeps,
a beat
You can roll one for you but this one's just for me
I cut some corners by myself 'cause I don't need a crowd (crowd)
All I need is a lighter
złotym stole
I doprowadzić wszystko by nie było jak najgorzej
Ej by nie było jak najgorzej
Żyję świadomością że jutro już będzie okej
Wolę to niż siedzieć
drop yet
Who be fuckin' with these DJ's? That's right I do
He tried to say what's up to Felli Fel and he walked right by you
Ya battle raps are garbage,
I met a girl at a rock and roll club
Lovely as could be
I swear to you it was (love) at first sight
I could tell by the way that she looked at me
in with nobody, word
98 Kag, not even judged by the lord
I'm tired of all of your shit
Not retired as long I exist
Bitches should know I'm writing
[PRODUCED ENTIRELY BY 98FOREIGN]
Sayin sorry to me
Why you say it like that
Irresponsible you proved the shit
I just showed my pick
I just played my
god, he got hit by a go-cart
Goin' on break, yo turn on the robot
Tell Juan "throw a pizza on the stove top"
("gracias")
Father Dumpster, I drink and I
like it’s ‘98
Girl, I know (I know)
Your’e the one I want wherever I go
and it’s a dog-gone shame that you got hurt by a lame
I guess that’s what
Windows 98 (squad wo)
Już tak się nie wożę i nie będę
Już tak się nie wożę i nie będę (żartowałem)
Żartowałem mam bluze Independent
Nie chwale się że rucham
will reveal
I think by myself and I drink by myself
From 9-8 until let me know its real, son
If it's really real
Understandable, self explainable
I remember last year like it was last night
Wanted you by my side but you went and fly
Blue sky ain't no loose ends we were vibing
Need you in my
Spend what I want
I rack up through the city
Fuck when I want
She a freak nigga love it
She screaming 98
When a young nigga in it
Hold on don't tap
Start it off by saying RIP my brothers through and through
85 double 0 be the gang like this ain't nothing new
Watch your mouth when you speak on my
ain't no bogus
I don't check my mail 'cause I don't wanna see no notice
Die standin' tall, on my young Brodie Broadus
Spike by the door, '98, Young
captive[00:41.43]By the need to call this for what it really is[00:44.07]God, where are You[00:45.73]And what are You saying[00:46.96]Cactuses my only
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