If your havin girl problems i feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one (got it mike?) He's got the rap patrol on the gat patrol Foes that wanna make sure his casket's closed Rap critics who say he's "Money Cash Hoes" He's from the hood stupid, what type of facts...

If you’re havin’ girl problems I feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one [Verse One] I got the rap patrol on the gat patrol Foes that want ta make sure my casket's closed Rap critics that say he's "Money Cash Hoes" I'm from the hood, stupid—what type of facts...

...why don’t you take this pill and go to the party with me? hey you, mr. son of a gun you’d better pack your bag and get out of here, make it easier (prettier) hello, goodbye, to live or die, am I not a child? 我们快乐地向前走 i am alright but truths & lies have been redefined ...

...arry on Until the day is done Until the day is done A voice whispers "Son, The blessed vision comes." What have I done What have I done So hold tight your babies and your guns Forgive us our trespasses, father and son Providence blinked, facing the sun Where are we left to carry on ...

... Snake oil and roses. Pockets of dirt. Hands of a fortune teller's son Young love shaking the earth, like a heart shot out of a gun. Lips like gravity pull me under. Wreckless weather on his breath. Smells like rain, it hits like thunder. A storm is coming, I got nothing left. So we...

... home in pairs Steel from a furnace I was born landless It's tha native son Born of zapata's guns Stroll through the shanties And tha cities remains Same bodies buried hungry But with different last names These vultures rob everything Leave nothing but chains Pick a point on tha globe Ye...

...HER COULD FEAST LOVE IS THE PERFECT HOST IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER, THE SON AND THE HOLY GHOST Chorus

...citizen out of you Because they sleep with a gun And keep an eye on you, son So they can watch all the things you do Because the drugs never work They gonna give you a smirk 'Cause they got methods of keeping you clean They gonna rip up your heads, Your aspirations to shreds Another cog i...

... wind Blow on my face Growing our wings Feeling the fate And I held my son Up in my hands Follow me child Follow me man To the promise land And I held a gun And you held my hand Stitched in a card Wrapped in my head And I knew the cure And I did demand don’t cut off your legs To ...

... offer me some sort of bargain plea Yeah Smith and Weston Junior was a son of a gun He pressed his nose up to my head Yeah I was sweatin' bullets but I dodged the one It was not as much sweat as was lead Oh I still love you Oh I still love you even though I know that you want me dead And...

...don’t come Who got the best base fiends waiting to smoke some Approach son Ask him where he getting that coke from My dudes hug blocks like samurai shogun Cause no v and no ones Equalin no fun Who wanna treat they know huh Body to go numb A woman need funds plus her hair and her toes don...

...citizen out of you Because they sleep with a gun And keep an eye on you, son So they can watch all the things you do Because the drugs never work They're gonna give you a smirk 'Cause they got methods of keeping you clean They're gonna rip up your heads, Your aspirations to shreds Another...

...croak When the sun came through the window and the ice all broke I said son of a gun man that's just a joke And that's the way that the world goes 'round That's the way that the world goes 'round One minute you're up and the next you're down It's a half an inch of water and you think you'r...

...ou allow your 12-year-old daughter to wear? (Hmm?)　So tell me that your son doesn't know any cuss words when his bus driver's screamin at him, fuckin him up worse ("Go sit the fuck down, you little fuckin prick!") And fuck was the first word I ever learned up in the third grade, flippin the g...

...ed by 1992 I walked into a recruitment office a year before that Said ‘son we’ve been waiting for you’ Discharged from a Gulf War the very same year I came home with a car and a tomb Of cigarettes and mixtapes and bullets from a gun That my dead best friend never could use Oh Atlanta,...

...I fall Soldier boy, made of clay Now an empty shell Twenty one, only son But he served us well Bred to kill, not to care Just do as we say Finished here, Greeting Death Hes yours to take away Back to the front You will do what I say, when I say You will die when I say, you must die Y...

...zh ,from jiangxi pingxiang @ www.lrcgc.com @ To my father what of your sons? All of your children Even the ones Sent out to martyr To face the gun Precious bodies opposed to bombs Led on led on To take the path Where our bright future Is in our past To our father what of reason? Say...

...rop and Roll www.lrcgc.com 活在当下 制作 Whoo! Sixteen and a son of a bitch Got a gun and a strychnine twist Little girl on the graveyard shift Out of control and doesn't give a shit I don't wanna go down. I don't wanna go down. I don't wanna go down. I don't wanna go down. ...

歌词千寻 www.lrcgc.comOne Way Ticket - Billy Currington.I'm a son-of-a-gun and a dad-gum jokerI'm just a crazy, old laid-back loaferI got a dog looks like a gopherAnd he's been a pretty good friend.Play my guitar for the girls I'm meetin'Writing the songs from the books I'm readin'I find it odd...