Well, I can't get along no matter what I do Well, we can't get along no matter what I do Yes, everything I do is wrong, no matter what I do Well, let
Well, I can't get along no matter what I do Well, we can't get along no matter what I do Yes, everything I do is wrong No matter what I do Well, let'
Tercüme: BB King. Everything I Do Is Wrong.
Well, I can't get along no matter what I do Well, we can't get along no matter what I do Yes, everything I do is wrong No matter what I do Well, let
, rhyme hard But only buy the shit that I can't afford That's everything, that's why I truck big fat rings 'Cause in the motherland gold is for kings I
grimiest condition, I breath in drama King Mathers and Cash me, thats freak karma I'm everything, anything, you could never be It's a hitting, rhyme in the month deep I
I know I can Be what I wanna be If I work hard at it I'll be where I wanna be I know I can (I know I can) Be what I wanna be (Be what I wanna be) If
Cuz I know when I messed up several times I just done something tonite and I know I know right from wrong and that's what kill me And I still do the wrong
, I sling for dumb hoes I playing, I aint got time to joke, joke you f-ck around, you could get your ass smoked look, its not a game, me B, I aint playing
fire, fire flame Put me on the track and I'm a really let a motherfucker feel it When I do it, how I do it, what I do If a nigga really want to test (
(We'll always love you Big) Just to let y'all know, everything is all real But it's sad when a good fella catch a raw deal And pain is a part of life
between, so it seem It'll only cause a moment of scream The super seed what I be sayin' is like a king on his knees I never fall, 'cuz the ring on my
I blow 'em all away, Hey [Verse 1] The gig is over, The gig is over (Bitty bye-bye) The gig is over, The gig is over (When A play) The kid is older and
I am untamed, I need a leash I am insane, I need a shrink I love brain, I need a leech Why complain on easy streets? I don't even talk, I let the Visa
I want to, son understand Moms could teach you everything, but how to be a man Youse a champ, I'm the champion (I'm a prince) but I'm the king on the
yeah the king of the motherfuckin m-town See I reck you haters like i reck this cars Then I Then I trade it in like i trade this broads Walk up Walk up
Like soap when I put my clothes on, I'm jokin', but I be Foamed out And all she want is more bags, but all I want is more 1s I told her "Bring that money
