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オービー・トライス( Obie Trice )
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Follow My Life
作詞:Ernie Isley, Marvin Isley, O'kelly Isley, Ronald Isley, Rudolph Isley, Christopher H Jasper, Marshall Mathers, Fredrick Nassar, Louis Resto, Obie Trice, Christopher Wallace
Eleven, fourteen, seventy-seven an nigga enter Big lips, popped out placenta Mamma ain't breast feed, had no pop need Pop leaves shit but a name, Obie Elementary homie that's how it started In garbage, retarded, gaining that heart Fuck niggaz, claiming they hard A nigga come home touched My motherfucking momma banging me harder
Nigga take your ass out their and fight for tomorrow That's what she told me, lil' punk, blame that on your father So I had no choice, nigga pick up a brick Split a motherfucker shit's for trying to fuck with the kid Get a little order, hair on my dick, now I'm curious Niggaz on the corner getting money rocking jewelry
Allowance nigga that ain't man shit Cowards nigga that ain't man shit I had to prove to myself How these niggaz same age as me calculating this wealth So I got me a click and niggaz what? Working one sixteen, like nigga we can clean up
Follow my life, homie we starts it now Only my mothafuckin' momma nigga hold me down The Lord knows all the shit that I don' put her threw I speak through her, straight to you, mothafuckas
Follow my life, homie we starts it now Only my mothafuckin' momma nigga holds me down The Lord knows all the shit that I don' put her threw I speak through her, straight to you, mothafuckas もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com
Two for one's, here take this, two for one's Quit switching dicks, holla at me, see you fucker
Summer '94, I'm getting a little dough Taller than my momma, so I'm listening to her no's I'm listening to them hoes scream oh And I'm listening to them O's, go chop People showing me pumping' on the blocks summertime I call her auntie she cop three at a time
Throw an extra bump bringing cline I'm so involved with the grind, I'm losing my mind Fuck a steady job, I'm trying I steady mob, I'm dying in this game I ain't lying Selling' so much coke forgetting it's a crime Flying down I-75 pocket full of dimes Give a fuck about the radar on me Bumping' Biggie, Pac nigga who trying me?
Follow my life, homie we starts it now Only my mothafuckin' momma nigga holds me down The Lord knows all the shit that I don' put her threw I speak through her, straight to you, mothafuckas
Follow my life, homie we starts it now Only my mothafuckin' momma nigga holds me down The Lord knows all the shit that I don' put her threw I speak through her, straight to you, mothafuckas
Yeah, all my of life, only my momma know Obie, Obie Trice, Shady in this bitch Mothafuckas
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