[50 Cent talking] You want beef wit me? take a number, and get in line [Hook] You mad at me? Shit cause you can't shine You ain't gettin' yours? thats
your kid fears? For your kid fears (The ones that you love) (For the ones that you love) What would you give for your kid fears? Your kid fears Hey
On the count of three everybody over dose They're coming with forks and knives to eat us alive Victims in this cannibalistic human race or proprietors
ترجمه: ترس قبل از ماه مارس شعله. سلام بچه. من کامپیوتر است. متوقف شده دانلود.
ترجمه: نیلی دختران. ترس بچه.
: [50 Cent talking] [Hook] You want beef wit me? take a number, and get in line You bump heads wit me? I pop ya top off wit the nine You mad at me?
[50 Cent talking] [Hook] You want beef wit me? take a number, and get in line You bump heads wit me? I pop ya top off wit the nine You mad at me? Shit
you grown? Pain from pearls, hey little girl Flowers for the ones you've known Are you on fire from the years What would you give for your kid fears?
I sing in a minor key Like I always have Don?t want you to be like me For the time we have Oh, oh , come on drink up my friend Before you go I sit
grown? Pain from pearls, hey little girl Flowers for the ones you've known Are you on fire from the years What would you give for your kid fears? Secret
open door I have no fears, angels follow me wherever I may go I live this life until this life won't let me live here anymore Live here anymore Met a kid
lays me and my nigga That's the fear of these triggers If ya smart, ya probably make a break out of state We'll just snatch your kid, grab your fuckin
