let go Some things you should never let 'em show Some things you can never let go Let go, let go Don't keep draggin' it out Let go, let go You're no
on a bed of nails Let her go Oww, let her go Go, let her go (Let her go) She can't fall in love Her heart cold as ice now Let her go She can't cry
Vertaling: Cheap Trick. Loslaten.
Vertaling: Cheap Trick. Let Her Go.
the hood There'll never be any cops That are any good The hospital is a great place To go to die Real estate's cheap Let me tell ya why? The man's got
, seven-fifty deluxe Then we speed down the hutch, breakin' trees in the dutch I'm not the one you sleep wit, to eat quick Want a cheap trick? Better go
I got somethin' for you, believe it's sweet Let's go, I moan like a cat in heat Go, go, go, go let low and blow Let me give you somethin' to grab and
demon so cheap and at least she peepin go peep deep dead in yo pockets no sleep. Rollin' with my crucifix Lucifer usually uses the rule of these wicked tricks
about a nigga like me 'Cause I don't weep and I don't sleep Save that motherfucker black, 'cause talk is cheap And now, since you got beef Let's take
tournament Peep the clues, not deep with dudes My Benz don't carry shoes 'cause I'm cheap as Jews But I let off this cannon bet your fleet would move
chu tricking pal When I roll with a ball in light (come on!) So you heard of my superstar..? You wanna.. Call 'em like.. I! Let's go.. (vers 1) Ya
ve-hic hope she don't care just cheating i don't know yeah really just don't know she know who i was would she ever let it go she know who i was would
up a shop on the Ave. You want slack cause you're black but if it ain't dirt cheap You're quick to say [Humpty: I'm finna go cross the skreet] And that
Khan Chaka Khan let me rock you, let me rock you Chaka Khan I said let me rock you that's all i wanna do Chaka Khan let me rock you, let me rock you
The year is 1975, Brooklyn, New York City A child destined for greatness is born, let's go Get your hands in the air, get 'em up Put your hands in the
a fuckin truck! DAMN HOMIE, it's history, over, hang it up Go somewhere and hang up some 50 posters, PUNK You speak you late, y'all prolly gon' go up
to retreat. If you able to save a nation, go head, But i'm strugglin to get myself somethin to eat. [Chorus: Z- Ro] Time to let the truth be tooooold
time won't see parole Imagine life as a convict that's getten' old Plus with the drama we're lookin' out for your baby's mama Taken risks, while keepin' cheap tricks
