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t.i.'ın güzel bir şarkısıdır. eminem eşlik etmektedir.http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hwbipkiub1gnow i don't really care what you call mejust as long as you don't call me broi bet they knew as soon as they saw megoodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrotestreets like cold chicagoain't nothing new, i seen it all beforebut still i ball like no tomorrowgoodnight, it's over with, that's all she wroteall she wrote, all she wrotei said it's over with, that's all she wroteall she wrote, all she wrote, all she wrotegoodnight, it's over with, that's all she wroteit's stupid how i go in knowin' everybody knowin' that i'msewing up the game, destroying life, they hate me for iteventually, see they can't beat then with me they joinothers sworn, under oath or banished, left completely scornedyou tell lies, get caught, nigga kick rocksyou never did blend in with the big shotson the fast track, ain't no need for no pit stopsi just laugh at, nigga wishin' they were this hotguess they mad at me huh, really pissed offbetter that than pissed on, i'm the jetsons, you the flintstonescatch me in the end zone, high stepping, prime timethought you niggas been on, ain't no blocking my shinelike my new air yeezy's, you can see me in the night timei get rich off livin' life, check to check, reciting rhymesso call me what you want, wanna hate? have a nice timewhile i get stupid paper, hey, my dough ain't in this right mindnow i don't really care what you call mejust as long as you don't call me broi bet they knew as soon as they saw megoodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrotestreets like cold chicagoain't nothing new, i seen it all beforebut still i ball like no tomorrowgoodnight, it's over with, that's all she wroteyou starin' straight into a barrel of hate, terrible fatenot even a slim chance to make a narrow escapecupid shot his arrow and missed, wait, sarah, you're lateyour train left, mascara and egg smeared on your facenight's over, goodbye ho, i thought that i told youthat spilled nut ain't nothin' to cry overnever shoulda came within range of my rover shoulda known i was troublesoon as i rolled up, any chick who's dumb enough that there i blindfold upshe still come back to the crib, must want me to mess with her mind, hold upshe mistook me for some high-roller when i won't buy a sodaunless it's rock and rye cola, satan's cheaperbuy you a bag of fritos? i wouldn't let you eat the fuckin' chip on my shoulderif you was bleach and i was hair i wouldn't dye for youtryin' to pull five bucks from me is like tryin' to pull five molarsyou get your eye swoll' up, i'm on my straight grizzlyso why would i buy you a gay-ass teddy bear, bitch, you're already bipolarnow i don't really care what you call meyou can even call me coldthese preachers knew as soon as they saw meit's never me they'll get the privilege to knowi roll like a desperadoand i don't ever know where i'm gonna gostill, i ball like there's no tomorrowuntil it's over and it's all she wrotethe credit roller, curtain closer, movie over withbut don't get mad at me, go blame the chick who wrote this shityeah, life is sure a bitch but she know i'm richthat why she give me what i want and i just throw her dickhere i go again, i kick this shit, give a damn, got it pouring inpeso, euro, yeah, ah-ha, i'm paid, never gonna be broke againsee me posted in anything, wearing any chainnever gon' see me totin' anything, all you gon' see is bangit's so nice where i kick it, hate you never get to visityeah, i'm on another level , but you niggas still can get itit's over 'fore you finish, sorry bro, this road we end itwon't give you the satisfaction of me giving you the businessyeah, i guess, life is a bitch, ain't it, tip?and this one thinks they the shitshirt off my back? i wouldn't give youthe dirt off my handkerchiefi'm giving these ho's a dose of they own medicinelet 'em get a good taste of iti'm sure you got that relationship memo by nowbut in case you didn'tthis dick is so fat, gonna stick your nose to forehead and staple itlife is too short and i got no time to sit around just wasting itso i pace this shit a little bit quicker that clock i'm racing it, doubling time itbut i still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the timeit may take you pricks to catch on while you strong arm like stretch armstrongman, i still say k-marts like there's an apostrophe 's' on the doorand they say mcdonalds isn't a restaurant, well i guess i'm wrongbut if you're gon' tell me that the a&w ain't the spot for the best hot dogs, you can get the 'f' on dawgand on my throne i remain all alone in my lanei'm as strong as they came, they were gone fo' they camei don't wanna hang, i slapped hands with the rap godsthey just wanna sabotage my hustle, shawty, that's whynow i don't really care what you call meyou can even call me coldi bet they knew as soon as they saw megoodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrotei roll like a desperadoand i don't ever know where i'm gonna gobut still i ball like there's no tomorrowgoodnight, it's over with, that's all she wroteall she wrote, all she wrotei said it's over with, that's all she wroteall she wrote, all she wrotegoodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------solo eminem versiyonu da bulunmaktadır.http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1taoexjlmoa[chorus]now i don't really care what you call meyou can even call me coldthese bitches know as soon as they saw meits never me to get the privilege to knowi roll like a desperadonow i never know where i'm gonna gostill i ball like there's no tomorrowuntil its over and its all she wrote[verse 1]your staring straight into a barrel of hate terrible fate,not even a slim chance to make a narrow escapecupid shot his arrow and missedwait sarah you're late, your train left.mascara and eggs smeared on your facenights over goodbye, hoei thought that i told ya' the spilled nut ain't nothing to cry overnever shoulda' came within range of my rovershoulda' known i was trouble soon as i rolled up,any chick who's dumb enough out there i blind fold her,she still comes back to my crib, must want me to mess with her mind hold up.she must've took me for some high roller.but i wont buy her a soda unless it's rock n' rye cola. (faygo's cheaper)buy you a bag of fritos i wouldn't let u eat the fucking chip on my shoulder.if you was bleach and i was hair i wouldn't dye for yatryna pull 5 bucks from me is like tryna pulling 5 molarsyou get your eyes swole up i'm on my straight grizzlyso why would i buy you a gay ass teddy bear, bitch, you're already bi-polar[chorus]now i don't really care what you call meyou can even call me coldthese bitches know as soon as they saw meits never me to get the privilege to knowi roll like a desperadonow i never know where i'm gonna gostill i ball like there's no tomorrowuntil its over and its all she wrote[verse 2]man tip told me on this hoe tipbest tip i could give you to hip younever let these traits trick youmighty ambiguous of you to think i love slut, shitdig you a holetake the shovel and dig you some dignity bitchshit you talk about some advice that sticks with youif i should listen to anyone tell me to stick to my gunslike double stick, its you, but fuck it tip, it's cooli'm chillin like a villainlike the penguin in it's fucking igloo eating fudgesiclesi'd rather slip and fall in shit than fall in love with youbefore i tie a fucking knot i'd tie you in one bitchyou think this is some nintendo game how fucking dumb is youi'll give you some mumps before i split some lump sums with youso here's a penny for your thoughts but it won't buy you a cheeseburger although a nickle might just get you one picklefuck it, its official so blow the whistle i got a trust issuethere's a bombshell, scud missilelike i just cuss at you to fucking cuss at youlike before i rapped i was some motherfucking studslut, this will teach you not to come drunk, stumbling my way fo shizzlei still live like i bought you the gilbert slot checks stob bizzleso fuck scissors these checkers are bust like a blood blister[chorus]now i don't really care what you call meyou can even call me coldthese bitches know as soon as they saw meits never me to get the privilege to knowi roll like a desperadonow i never know where i'm gonna gostill i ball like there's no tomorrowuntil its over and its all she wrote[verse 3]yeah i guess life is a bitch ain't it tipand each one thinks "say this shit"shirt off my back i wouldn't give you the dirt off my handkerchiefi'm giving these hoes a dose of there own medicinelet em get a good taste of iti'm sure you got that relationship memo by nowbut in case you didn'tthis is so bad, put a sticky note to your forehead and staple itlife is too short and i got no time to sit around just wasting itso i pace this shit a little bit quickerthat clock come racing in double timebut i still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the timeit may take you pricks to catch onwhile you strong arm like stretch armstrongman i still say k-mart's like there's an apostrophe "s" on it dogand they say mcdonalds isn't a restaurant well i guess i'm wrongbut if you gonna tell me that the a&w ain't the spot for the best hot dogs you can get the "f" on dawg[chorus]now i don't really care what you call meyou can even call me coldthese bitches know as soon as they saw meits never me to get the privilege to knowi roll like a desperadonow i never know where i'm gonna gostill i ball like there's no tomorrowuntil its over and its all she wrote
(jason305 - 21 Ekim 2013 02:02)
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