way out, girl, I've got my back against the wall Oh there's no way out, I don't get no second chance at all And there's no way out I said: "hey, what
Preklad: Obrie. No Way Out.
crowd, if you see 'em point 'em out Stacks in my jeans, broads on the scene Folarin be ballin' for all y'all to see Ain't I something? The way I'm stuntin
task Didn't know what the cops wanted Didn't have the time to ask Word Seen my homeboys coolin' way out told 'em bout my mornin' Cold bugged' em out
tools I take no shorts, 'cause I been in it for the long one, the strong one Gotta tell the truth, yo, half my niggas is on the run Street giant defiant
Towns people flocked inside with their eyes all amazed To greet the Seventh Lord of the seventh age A fanfare rang out in an incredible sound Bringing out
Towns people flocked inside with their eyes all amazed To greet the Seventh Lord of the Seventh age A fanfare rang out in an incredible sound Bringing out
staring at that giant cross just reminded me that I was lost And it just never seemed to point the way As soon as Jesus turned his back I'd find my way
leave yu bleedin fam Word to dem 36, o's in a kilo gram Blunt tip, orange like caviar Wild'n out, fishtailin, subaru, rally car (fishtailin') Out the
on the way We've just marched a million plus the other day Look we all witnessed the sweat rolling down Ms Liberty's head She knows the sleeping giant
The flight attendants ran out of Dr. Pepper and salted peanuts And the in-flight movie was Bio-Dome with Pauly Shore And, oh yeah, three of the airplane engines burned out
em Shy Ronnie (Ronnie murmers) Please, please use your words Just imagine that everyone's naked Uh, oh! Boner alert. He really pictured them naked. The police are on their way (come out
me) C, C, Can't hold me Verse 1. This is dope boy music, American Dream we let them choppers sing like that little nigga Dream No Auto-tune unless I'm tunning out
' with the giant, saying fe fi fo Stuck on the way you walk Hooked on the way you talk Stuck on the way you walk Hooked on the way you talk Tell me
Ese habla como yo Y habla muy lindo Y no es cierto lo que dice Ese habla como yo Y habla muy lindo Y no es cierto lo que dice Check it out, the way
for the pen Or you're on your way to Gilmore In the middle of the real war 'Cause a five dollar bill is the s*** n****s kill for I make a million out
the way to a house party A maybe deluxe slanging Too Short tapes making some bucks Looking out the window at the Mustang and Falcon crew Asking myself, "How can you?" Roll like the Giants
