A million miles, a million miles I'll be with you girl, like being low Hey, hey, hey like being stoned I'll be with you girl, like being low Hey, hey
Vertaling: Kraker. Laag (zoals gestenigd).
Vertaling: Kraker. Lage.
workin' Low profile single, house in Staten Island And Manhattan while, them same cats You sent to get me boo, is on they to get you Fuckin' witchu, that small time crack
this from me Ain't shit funny, shake it honey Take it money, now let's get it Creep with your people, though my shit is sweet and low it's no equal Front
don't love me any- -More (oo-oo-oohoow) And it's starting to show It feels like you don't love me anymore The mercury's reaching a new low Falling
'm high or low Whether I'm high or low I'm gonna tip on the tightrope Baby, baby, baby Whether I'm high or low High or low I got to tip on the tightrope
I once knew this brother Who I thought was cool with me Chilled out together Even went to school with me Fly nigga, my ace boon coon We used to low ride
to tell I brought my ass up from the depths of hell [Daddy Nitro] Come! In a de ghetto tings are wild round de clock Some man a smoke crack and soem
a def girl, really didn't wanna involve her In the life of a gangster, use to rob bankster But now I'm locked up, I'm just a punk low rankster Jail cells
I don't know and I ain't never learned I gotta get paid, I got money to earn With my posse, out on the ave Bump my sounds, crack a forty and laugh Cool
( ? ) kicker Watch your girl, cause I stick her [ ROUND 2: Nat The Cat ] Nat The Cat, my man will rap when I'm playin the back Some think my stage presence is low
But my vest clashes hard with the Versace So I'm just rollin' in the black five hun' I used to low ride, now it's just for fun I had five cars, but
fingertips Chips to the neckline 'cos I got a Tech9 Check mine like a pimp-main ho So hope you only see me when my grip ain't low I go up in ya like
Yo Black is flashy like Alpo gun happy like Pappy Sneaky muthafucka remind me of nigga that crack me He aint the type you shoot dice with and win dog
still connect On the low but the yacht got a triple deck But when you Young, what the fuck you expect? Yep, yep Grand openin', grand closin' God your man Hov' cracked
to know, just don't know me no mo' But everywhere that I go, I got people I know Who got people they know, so I suggest you lay low I'm still on top
play Me come for murder them on the cowboy way Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way, me make way Oh no, me flow so dark and me hat so low Me
