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    t.i.'ın güzel bir şarkısıdır. eminem eşlik etmektedir.

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hwbipkiub1g

    now i don't really care what you call me
    just as long as you don't call me bro
    i bet they knew as soon as they saw me
    goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote

    streets like cold chicago
    ain't nothing new, i seen it all before
    but still i ball like no tomorrow
    goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote

    all she wrote, all she wrote
    i said it's over with, that's all she wrote
    all she wrote, all she wrote, all she wrote
    goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote

    it's stupid how i go in knowin' everybody knowin' that i'm
    sewing up the game, destroying life, they hate me for it
    eventually, see they can't beat then with me they join
    others sworn, under oath or banished, left completely scorned

    you tell lies, get caught, nigga kick rocks
    you never did blend in with the big shots
    on the fast track, ain't no need for no pit stops
    i just laugh at, nigga wishin' they were this hot

    guess they mad at me huh, really pissed off
    better that than pissed on, i'm the jetsons, you the flintstones
    catch me in the end zone, high stepping, prime time
    thought you niggas been on, ain't no blocking my shine

    like my new air yeezy's, you can see me in the night time
    i get rich off livin' life, check to check, reciting rhymes
    so call me what you want, wanna hate? have a nice time
    while i get stupid paper, hey, my dough ain't in this right mind

    now i don't really care what you call me
    just as long as you don't call me bro
    i bet they knew as soon as they saw me
    goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote

    streets like cold chicago
    ain't nothing new, i seen it all before
    but still i ball like no tomorrow
    goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote

    you starin' straight into a barrel of hate, terrible fate
    not even a slim chance to make a narrow escape
    cupid shot his arrow and missed, wait, sarah, you're late
    your train left, mascara and egg smeared on your face

    night's over, goodbye ho, i thought that i told you
    that spilled nut ain't nothin' to cry over
    never shoulda came within range of my rover shoulda known i was trouble
    soon as i rolled up, any chick who's dumb enough that there i blindfold up

    she still come back to the crib, must want me to mess with her mind, hold up
    she mistook me for some high-roller when i won't buy a soda
    unless it's rock and rye cola, satan's cheaper
    buy you a bag of fritos? i wouldn't let you eat the fuckin' chip on my shoulder

    if you was bleach and i was hair i wouldn't dye for you
    tryin' to pull five bucks from me is like tryin' to pull five molars
    you get your eye swoll' up, i'm on my straight grizzly
    so why would i buy you a gay-ass teddy bear, bitch, you're already bipolar

    now i don't really care what you call me
    you can even call me cold
    these preachers knew as soon as they saw me
    it's never me they'll get the privilege to know

    i roll like a desperado
    and i don't ever know where i'm gonna go
    still, i ball like there's no tomorrow
    until it's over and it's all she wrote

    the credit roller, curtain closer, movie over with
    but don't get mad at me, go blame the chick who wrote this shit
    yeah, life is sure a bitch but she know i'm rich
    that why she give me what i want and i just throw her dick

    here i go again, i kick this shit, give a damn, got it pouring in
    peso, euro, yeah, ah-ha, i'm paid, never gonna be broke again
    see me posted in anything, wearing any chain
    never gon' see me totin' anything, all you gon' see is bang

    it's so nice where i kick it, hate you never get to visit
    yeah, i'm on another level , but you niggas still can get it
    it's over 'fore you finish, sorry bro, this road we end it
    won't give you the satisfaction of me giving you the business

    yeah, i guess, life is a bitch, ain't it, tip?
    and this one thinks they the shit
    shirt off my back? i wouldn't give you
    the dirt off my handkerchief

    i'm giving these ho's a dose of they own medicine
    let 'em get a good taste of it
    i'm sure you got that relationship memo by now
    but in case you didn't

    this dick is so fat, gonna stick your nose to forehead and staple it
    life is too short and i got no time to sit around just wasting it
    so i pace this shit a little bit quicker that clock i'm racing it, doubling time it
    but i still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time

    it may take you pricks to catch on while you strong arm like stretch armstrong
    man, i still say k-marts like there's an apostrophe 's' on the door
    and they say mcdonalds isn't a restaurant, well i guess i'm wrong
    but 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 dawg

    and on my throne i remain all alone in my lane
    i'm as strong as they came, they were gone fo' they came
    i don't wanna hang, i slapped hands with the rap gods
    they just wanna sabotage my hustle, shawty, that's why

    now i don't really care what you call me
    you can even call me cold
    i bet they knew as soon as they saw me
    goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote

    i roll like a desperado
    and i don't ever know where i'm gonna go
    but still i ball like there's no tomorrow
    goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote

    all she wrote, all she wrote
    i said it's over with, that's all she wrote
    all she wrote, all she wrote
    goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
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    solo eminem versiyonu da bulunmaktadır.
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1taoexjlmoa

    [chorus]
    now i don't really care what you call me
    you can even call me cold
    these bitches know as soon as they saw me
    its never me to get the privilege to know
    i roll like a desperado
    now i never know where i'm gonna go
    still i ball like there's no tomorrow
    until 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 escape
    cupid shot his arrow and missed
    wait sarah you're late, your train left.
    mascara and eggs smeared on your face
    nights over goodbye, hoe
    i thought that i told ya' the spilled nut ain't nothing to cry over
    never shoulda' came within range of my rover
    shoulda' 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 ya
    tryna pull 5 bucks from me is like tryna pulling 5 molars
    you get your eyes swole up i'm on my straight grizzly
    so 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 me
    you can even call me cold
    these bitches know as soon as they saw me
    its never me to get the privilege to know
    i roll like a desperado
    now i never know where i'm gonna go
    still i ball like there's no tomorrow
    until its over and its all she wrote

    [verse 2]
    man tip told me on this hoe tip
    best tip i could give you to hip you
    never let these traits trick you
    mighty ambiguous of you to think i love slut, shit
    dig you a hole
    take the shovel and dig you some dignity bitch
    shit you talk about some advice that sticks with you
    if i should listen to anyone tell me to stick to my guns
    like double stick, its you, but fuck it tip, it's cool
    i'm chillin like a villain
    like the penguin in it's fucking igloo eating fudgesicles
    i'd rather slip and fall in shit than fall in love with you
    before i tie a fucking knot i'd tie you in one bitch
    you think this is some nintendo game how fucking dumb is you
    i'll give you some mumps before i split some lump sums with you
    so here's a penny for your thoughts but it won't buy you a cheeseburger although a nickle might just get you one pickle
    fuck it, its official so blow the whistle i got a trust issue
    there's a bombshell, scud missile
    like i just cuss at you to fucking cuss at you
    like before i rapped i was some motherfucking stud
    slut, this will teach you not to come drunk, stumbling my way fo shizzle
    i still live like i bought you the gilbert slot checks stob bizzle
    so fuck scissors these checkers are bust like a blood blister

    [chorus]
    now i don't really care what you call me
    you can even call me cold
    these bitches know as soon as they saw me
    its never me to get the privilege to know
    i roll like a desperado
    now i never know where i'm gonna go
    still i ball like there's no tomorrow
    until its over and its all she wrote

    [verse 3]
    yeah i guess life is a bitch ain't it tip
    and each one thinks "say this shit"
    shirt off my back i wouldn't give you the dirt off my handkerchief
    i'm giving these hoes a dose of there own medicine
    let em get a good taste of it
    i'm sure you got that relationship memo by now
    but in case you didn't
    this is so bad, put a sticky note to your forehead and staple it
    life is too short and i got no time to sit around just wasting it
    so i pace this shit a little bit quicker
    that clock come racing in double time
    but i still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time
    it may take you pricks to catch on
    while you strong arm like stretch armstrong
    man i still say k-mart's like there's an apostrophe "s" on it dog
    and they say mcdonalds isn't a restaurant well i guess i'm wrong
    but 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 me
    you can even call me cold
    these bitches know as soon as they saw me
    its never me to get the privilege to know
    i roll like a desperado
    now i never know where i'm gonna go
    still i ball like there's no tomorrow
    until its over and its all she wrote


    (jason305 - 21 Ekim 2013 02:02)

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