these regrets This time... stress... giving this shit up... fuck [Chorus One:] This is the number one rule for your set In order to survive, gotta learn to live with regrets
Tercüme: Tank. Pişmanlıklar.
So far, so fun, the cops done run us off of the DQ lot We burned a tank up, dang near drank up all the beer we bought The trucks done covered up in mud
Beep, beep, beep Waitin on Ci Ci See, wanna tell you bout a dream I had First time I seen ya ass, dancin on that chair Tank top and sweatpants I want
me lord I was only playin my part Protectin my tank doggs Live or will die Fuck what a nigga think How must I representin Any nigga from the tank Chorus
his shop. He?s got his eyes on the clock until that Snap-On truck comes. He shops like a chick, he buys it all on credit, maxed out yeah, but he don?t regret
see a little class, will you fill me a full cup 'Cause I'm going out with the dead And we keep our meters in the red Oh, no regrets, forgive and forget
So far, so fun, the cops done run us off of the DQ lot Burned a tank up, dang near drank up all of the beer we bought Trucks done covered up in mud,
a creator I'm down with psycho vader 'cuz I'm flava' like a plate a' Corn beef and cabbage, I'm a savage on the set Don't do nuthin' you'll regret Because
'm ashy and I can't afford lotion So-called friends in the jewelry store Told me, "Todd, come back when you get off tour" Souped as hell, I really regret
you" My intuition, I should have listened to it My girl, yo, she'd be pissed if she knew about this visit She had a tank top on, I took her tank top
helped my stomach settle down Then fell into the shower as to let the funk drown Put Degree under my arms, turned off the alarm You only set it to regret
left me for dead (So dead, so dead) I'm so broken, my love's frozen. How do you live with regrets (Oh woah) I see the memories flash before my eyes. My tank
for cigarettes And just kept driving on He doesn't even know it yet But she's gone As far away as she can get Passed the point of no regret She went
serv me Bitch I'm bossalini that means I run all this shit First leiutenant of a bunch of ignant niggaz in my tru click Fo the fedz if my regrets be
the front line) [Snoop Dogg] Fuckin with the label with the bank (who), the label with the dank (who) The label with the solid gold motherfuckin tank
, the cream the blood in my dreams are the ones you used to know and the gas, the plane, the interstate live the ones you don't have to know and I regret
