all my real niggas locked up Payin they dues, doin that time, you know Don't trip Chorus: [c-murder] I be's a tru nigga till I'm dead, depend on me
Tulkojums: Burvju. Atkarīgi mani.
real niggas locked up Payin they dues, doin that time, you know Don't trip [Chorus: C-Murder] I be's a TRU nigga till I'm dead, depend on me I won'
me take control At the speed of love If you let it Love will be your stepping stone One that I'm depending on to shine And that's the bottom line Love is magic
have them? Friends, how many of us have them? Every since I could remember, I had friends I could depend on Clothes to lend 'em, money to spend on But
And from where I'm standing you see my field is yielding Wish we could sail away on the ocean Float away on midnight dreams, baby And we don't need a magic
on your hoes You make me laugh just like jokes, I fade away just like Ghost You wanna turn you back on me pero, es tave I got no one to depend on homey
You can't depend on anything really There's no promises there's no point There's no good there's no bad In this dirty little joint No dope smoking no
You can depend on me, keep saying On this magic, magic, road, yeah On this magic road, if you turn on and off the bulb On this magic road, on this magic
Is this on? 1 2 3 Come on! Yeah were a magic number Yeah yeah yeah Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey 3 is a family baby 3 is a magic number Yes it is, It's a magic
me demonstrate Makeup's all off Who am I? Magic's in the makeup Who am I? If you bore me then I'm comfortable If you interest me, I'm scared My attraction
future Can you see what's going on with me Feel the beat - the rhythm of the living Ther is no time - there is no time... ...open my eyes... Shadows are crawling on
They?re afraid of this chemistry Plus the speed of light of laser guns They go To the light in every one There you want some friends Seems like everybody has tons Depends on
want me to be But I got one foot in the street And every week I flip a Ki I never wanted to be a G But niggas depend on me It ain't safe to hit I-10
This world ain't a wasteland It just taste that way some times. It depends on the angle On how you read your lines. For every brick we stack to come
You'll take me on a journey And be there till the end It won't be an uphill struggle On you I can depend You promised me a dream home With roses 'round
I woke up this morning, Dreading the thoughts of another, dull and boring day. Hey! Woe is me. I go out on the streets, northside of the city I see the
I woke up this morning, Dreading the thoughts of another, dull and boring day Hey! woe is me. I go out on the streets, northside of the city I see the
