They don't know What they're on about Those fools Don't get my dreams And I want it, I want it, I want it And I want it, I want it, I want it All When
fools the don't know what they're on about those fools don't get my dreams and I want it, I want it, I want it and I want it, I want it, I want it all
Vertaling: Trap humeur. Fools.
: fools the don't know what they're on about those fools don't get my dreams and I want it, I want it, I want it and I want it, I want it, I want it
puttin out these VVdees Let my shit hit the streets, he got to squat to pee Got them eggs on these beams, so they watchin' me Might trap for a rat, pussy
me you're feelin' I get when I'm tryin' Your spirits get inside of me, blindin' my mind I get stoned, like in asylum, I put a trap my mental Get a temper
shinin' on my haters, signin' deals so I'm a pa Twenty G's on the chain and I'm still worth a couple blocks It started in that temp, flippin' mids by
Twenty G's on the chain, and I'm still worth a couple blocks.... (all that man, I need a fo, a duece) It started in that temp, flippin mid's by them O
G's on the chain, and I'm still worth a couple blocks.... (all that man, I need a fo, a duece) It started in that temp, flippin mid's by them O-Z's
back into your trap Now I feel the time has come for you to know That I am aware of those games you had me going Tricked me like some fool Did you think
if you a soldier, raise your rags But if you a hater, you better hide your flags I told y'all the ghetto was a trap, but y'all fools didn't listen I
. The fetters that bound me are broken, by words that were best left unspoken, for now I am shackled to sadness by chains that are tempered with madness
ya [Chalie Boy:] The chorus and rap singing, a Don is Verbally I astonish, get you hooked on my phonics K-Rino spitting that plain flame, I soulfully punish You trapped
rules, I'ma break em, no matter how much you make em, show me bakin, I'ma take em So don't you ever temp me, I'm a fool for mine nigga, and my pockets
. The fetters that bound me are broken, By words that were best left unspoken, For now I am shackled to sadness By chains that are tempered with madness
