but you are drifiting away [chorus] Tell me Is it over now Between you and me Is it time to let go now And set our hearts free Is it over now Between
Prijevod: Nina. To je više od.
to feel it, catch and don't let go Wretched in a fro, Bone watchin' for the po po Roll over, then pull it, got my bullet in my fo fo Gotta stand, it'
pearly gates Or will I burn off in that lake now? Could you feel the earthquake shaking the dead awake? How many wait? It's too late, it's over now
these tunes And for you to stress a nigga like I?m running these hoes is outta line Goodbye to your life, pack up your clothes and go [Hook sung by Nina
t enforce them? Unless you get it on tape It's more suspense and mystery than a Presidio tape Investigation more cartoon than a kid video tape It's civil
tear the soul out it And all that fronting shit nigga I don?t know bout it Call me master J bitch im so bout it even my hoe bout it And don?t doubt it
if it's you, you know the time bitch I spent the night with Monique in between the sheets It was her, her girlfriend April and me I do it on the regular
your sister is mad And your son gotta grow up like, "This is my dad?" The labeling of a snitch is a lifetime scar You'll always be in jail nigga, just minus the bars It
on i smile and wave like the president the heated nina i stay present with squeeze it with no hesitants hard on the grind i dont know nobody else that is
throwin it up, so motherfucker West Up! Verse Two: Mack 10 It's gun ho Mack one-oh please you can't fuck wit deez Ice Cubez and Dub-Ceez is my G'z And
you live This is America and we are Americans I'ma make Vuku bucks wearin' Vuku vests Drama hanging over my head like a Voodoo Hex I could've been next to fly over
me down When the times is hard I'll be around So hold it down And it don't matter how far I'll be around (I hold it down) [Verse 2] You was my nigga
she'll do when it comes time to chose sides Yo, her skin is yellow, it's like her face is blond word is bond And her hair is long and straight just like
a bitch, diamonds to shine, fuck to shit Detroit, paradise if you roll wit' my clique Otherwse it's hell, ain't no escapin' the trips They gotta gun, good You'a need it
[Bun B] Now if you got it on yo mind I can get it off your chest Take it out yo mouth and I'm gon' take care of the rest No stress, just do-do, when I
