has to end And if you need to find a way back Feel you?re on the wrong track Give it time You?ll learn to fly Tomorrow is a new day And you will find
story has to end If you need to find a way back feel you're on the wrong track give it time you'll learn to fly Tomorrow is a new day and you will
Tulkojums: A1. Iemācīties lidot.
:] I need a girl in my life) Maybe we could start a family ([Ginuwine:] Start a family baby) Someone who truly understands, how to treat a man This is
.A. is a great place Fly girls, dope cars, life at a fast pace But gangbanging was killin' it quick Another child got hit, bullshit Pop-pop-pop, 10 on a
Don?t shed a tear when I?m laid I feel like a runaway slave I said I feel like a runaway slave Sometimes I feel like a runaway slave Listen? Verse 1
Shawty Dough is what I got baby C'mon I'm, Paid, I'm Paid, I'm Paid, I'm Paid [Verse 1] Give a woman none (uh' uh') I already gave my brother some It
's 1999 All over again with all of my hustlas and soldiers by my side Been a long, long ride, I'm still amazed how the time fly by A lot of my niggas
fly back to the block now I got it... -Layzie Bone- ...Now I got a little money in my pocket, about a couple g's, its been a long time since I got it
why why (OOh why) see me in my next life heartbreak's a teacher and now I love ah love ah little bit deeper why oh why (oh why) -Chorus(Just fantasia) Fly_______________ FLy_______________ Fly_________________ Fly
(Beautiful bliss) When you spill out hits (Beautiful bliss) When you fly as a bitch And you ride with tints And you aint bothered a bit now baby. [Wale verse 1
indeed I decree I'm forming a new alliance oppose the one poisoning the minds they lying I am only a fighter in the form of a writer in the form of a
Still the one I do this 4 I'm trying to make a 3 From that 2 He still the 1 There's ups and downs in this love Got a lot to learn and it's love Through
clothes Remember when a nigga didnt have these golds Remember when a nigga didnt have no ends But now I'm straight clockin dividends, A-Chick-A Check
shit, bitch, eat a motherfuckin' dick Chew on a prick, and lick a million motherfuckin' cocks for second I'd rather put out a motherfucking gospel record
blast before they steal a n-gga Tell 'em now boy, don't make me turn into a killer Yeah, into a killer Don't make me turn into a killer Yeah, to a killer
