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Prijevod: Parni Valjak. Autoput.
He just wanted us to call him Captain Da He said, "You can call me Da-da", whatever that meant Hey there, who me? Just your friendly neighborhood speed
And now, eternity Be still now I am with you I am deep within you You are at peace You cannot be harmed You will not suffer Breathe deeply Breathe in
And we don't stop, no ma, what's the problem? Always complainin' when there's chick are starvin' What type of game is this, I used to support you I thought
We rented a truck and a semi to go Travel down the long and winding road Look at the map, I think we've been here before Close all the doors, let's roll
Uh, who's bad? I'm bad (That's right) I am Michael Jackson, Puff Daddy, bad Boy, I will strike you with the belt like your dad (That's right) I will (
Life's like a road that you travel on When there's one day here and the next day gone Sometimes you bend, sometimes you stand Sometimes you turn your
I'm a man who lives in the city I'm a man who lives in the street From FLA to Frisco Bay Everywhere in between Coast to coast there's a question Everybody
[Intro - Freeway - talking (Beanie Sigel)] (Damn Free, we like thirty seconds in on "The Stimulus Package" You ain't talked to the people yet) Yeah I
[Intro - Freeway - talking - w/ ad libs] Woo! Free! Yeah, we in here Uh huh, let's get 'em [Chorus - Freeway - w/ ad libs] Who am I? Microphone killa
[Beanie Sigel]: Ho, ho [Freeway]: Bounce [Beanie Sigel]: Holla [Freeway]: Bounce, bounce, bounce [Beanie Sigel]: It's B. Sig in the place with Young
Man, if I get rocked, this shit for my kids, nigga It's that real shit Even though what we do is wrong We still hustle 'til the sun come up Crack a
[Freeway] Niggaz listen up (bitch ass niggaz) Bitches listen up [Beanie] Ya niggaz can't fuck wit us [Freeway] Haterz listen up [Beanie] Burn
[Intro] [Female Singing] You don't know [Freeway - talking] Whoo..on the grind, uh, so gangsta, don't ya agree? uh [Female Singing] You don't know [Freeway
Well, life's like a road that you travel on There's one day here and the next day gone Sometimes you bend, sometimes you stand Sometimes you turn your
You, you, you with your funny, fun, fun Lookin' up at the sunny, sun, sun Butterfly cheeks and lemon-cut hair Hardly a worry and never a care In her
I tried so hard to be your man I put my future in your hands And I've gone a million miles To reach your arms And I did all that I could do But all I
