Baby I was made for loving you I'm addicted to your love forever Hope you feel the same affection, too I was made for loving you Made for loving you
Tulkojums: Nr Mercy. Baby I Was Made Par Loving You.
my life get rougher And you gotta forgive me, I got alcohol in me Even after Im dead, niggas will never forgive me I got homies I love that I lost in
happy I rap, if I wasn't I'd be strapped with the(mass) and I..and I'm coming for your stash When I find out where you at I'll be(shimmying ya lock) Get
me, dear Whoa, I don't know just how I made it But I'm so glad our love is here But I'm so glad our love is here But I'm so glad our love is here"
. And I don't give a fuck if you a Crip or you a Blood, but when you see a thug, you better show some love. Layzie Bone: Gotdamn, it feel good to be
nothin for ya) See, I can tell that you don't really love that guy So there's no need for you to go and waste your time I think you know I love you more
I-G-I-Z-I-N-G Will You Ever Forgive Me Babe I Know Its My Fault But Can You Dig Deep And Forgive Me Because I Love You Baby [Chorus:] Oops My Bad I Thought
rock just like I play quarterback for the eagles Rando donovan in the mic a 'Fore I picked up this mic I was hitting licks Did dirt with plenty disciples I
cabbage I got nuthin' but love for my niggaz livin' lavish I got a pit named P, she [Unverified] I got a house out in the hills right next to Chino And I
, I never told you that Scared what you might do, I couldn't hold you back I kept it deep inside, I done let it fuel my anger I'm down for all my homies
I got nothin' but love for my niggas livin' lavish I got a pit named P, she niggarino I got a house on the hills, right next to Chino And I think I got
and their still with you and you And I won't hesitate to chop you until you, what they do with you? And if you lookin' for the betterer the betterer to combust You
own My debut made you Wonder who Shit blazes so much You wish you could play out So you could blaze, too Before I shout you Or give reason to doubt you I
you got the rules missin Niggaz be actin like they savage, they out to get the cabbage I got, nuthin but love, for my niggaz livin lavish I got a pit
' back When I tear through new school, all y'all records is whack I'm from Q, for Quiet Killers an' you know I deliver The double N, enough ammo for every
room to consume, you silly bafoon I pop niggas like balloons, I ain't feelin' 'em Walkin' in my big, blue chucks 'cause I'm killin' 'em Every time I come around they like, "Oh no" I
Takin' all these chances You might never ever, ever get them circumstances Takin' all these chances You might never ever, ever get them circumstances I said the world is full of crack babies I