right beside me Right beside me When I look infront of me And when I'm walking down the street And when I get down on my knees You're right beside me
Tercüme: Rock Kid Kills. Beside Me.
six out the roof of my Bentley Coup Head shots so mother fuckers can't regroup, can't recoup I'll be damned if you get more points than me Sell more joints than me
blue balls You ain't gotta fear me but you'll respect me Niggas who never met me threaten me, want to gillete me Why don't you let me come (?) I got
beside you No need to worry, boo, I got you, yeah I'm not your average girl, see me without you is unlikely Them other bitches they not like me You
'em like I got gears on me (Run!) Besides that, I got about 5 years on me (Run!) Scared to death, runnin' like I got bears on me (Run!) My Timb's start
Uh, down-shiftin' on 'em like I got gears on me Run! Besides that, I got about 5 years on me Run! Scared to death, runnin' like I got bears on me Run!
made to kill, that's why they keep me concealed Under car seats they sneak me in clubs Been in the hands of mad thugs They feed me when they load me
'm forcin' you to feel me Word life, this is Basic-Basic Thug-Thug-Thugonomics Word life, I'm untouchable But I'm forcin' you to feel me Whether fightin
'm forcing you to feel me Word life This is bas-basic thuga-thuga-thuganomics Word life I'm untouchable but I'm forcing you to feel me Whether fighting
you to feel me Word life, this is basic...Basic Thuga...thuga...Thuganomics Word life, im untouchable but im forcin' you to feel me! Wheather fighting
(They hate that shit nigga! What?! Kick the our fuckin' shit! Fuck Dat!) Be a hard rock and see where you end up 'bout Before my hart stops, kid I'm
time I never come down, deal with the blue balls You ain't gotta fear me but you'll respect me Niggas who never met me threaten me, want to gillete me
Suburban Liquor got me drivin' up on the curb handle the steerin' wheel, swirvin' Bless me Father I'ma sinner, I'm living in hell Just let me live on
I keep it popping, so these haters coming to hate us (Get off, get off) If kid, you was fighting me, fighting behind me Give me some money or give me
From a world that is falling down all around me I hear the sounds of laughter callin' after me Fallin' too fast, my close friends are asking me Casting
