Rock City Listening To Tupac текст песни, слова песни Listening To Tupac Rock City
Rock City - Listening To Tupac
Stress free, yes, we do not have no regtrets, see, tomorrow isn't promise still we making plans for next week, head back feet up, turn my fucking beat up, scarface and the ghetto boys beating through my speaker, we got the hood yelling, fuck is you telling, I'm a live my life and let music get me through this recession,
I put on that biggie let the hood fill me, turn on my mary blidge wen my girl rides, turn up my fugees when I want something different, and ya can't tell me nothing especially when you, riding in the drop top listening to tupac, riding in the drop top listening to tupac, riding in the drop top listening to tupac, riding in the drop all day eh eh, riding my mercedes listening to jayz, riding my mercedes listening to jayz, riding my mercedes listening to jayz, listening to jay ay eh eh
Ask me what I be bumping when I'm up in my car, when my speakers beating satlar, big boi andre 3000 niqqas know that's my shit, or when I move to atlanta I was on that who u with, sadly I needed my music just to get me through my day, It never really matters what the radio play, ruff ryder roc a fella, they made me who I am, that was detroit vise a versa oh shit that was my jam
I put on that biggie let the hood fill me, turn on my mary blidge wen my girl rides, turn up my fugees when I want something different, and ya can't tell me nothing especially when you, riding in the drop top listening to tupac, riding in the drop top listening to tupac, riding in the drop top listening to tupac, riding in the drop all day eh eh, riding my mercedes listening to jayz, riding my mercedes listening to jayz, riding my mercedes listening to jayz, listening to jay ay eh eh
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