7 sign (f maje$ty)
Ain't nothin changed
All original
Body rott
Evil paradise
Family tree
Get 'cha thug on (f..
Get up and get it
Handle the vibe
Hatin nation
If i could teach the world
It's all mo' thug
Look into my eyes
Look into my eyes (atlan..
Mind on our money
Mo' thug
Mo' thug - family tree
Neighborhood slang
Ready 4 war
Retaliation
Ansambel Roka.. - Zate
Ansambel Roka.. - Če hočeš
Nikolovski - Vse Ob Svojem Ča..
Nikolovski - Nedotakljiv feat..
Nikolovski - Sanju Sm... ..
Nikolovski - Kaj Bi Dau? feat..
Nikolovski - Niki-Niko (L..
Nikolovski - Sami Norci feat...
Nikolovski - Sneguljčica feat..
Nikolovski - Papirnate Ikone ..
Nikolovski - Jzzinti (Lyr..
Nikolovski - Kdor Ma Srce, Ta..
Nikolovski - Biznis In Kultur..
Nino - Nekaj je na tebi
N'toko - Dvojna Morala ..
Izbrani - Kralji Čudakov
Izbrani - Belokranjski Sti..
Severina - Uno momento ..
I.Vanish Feat.. - Pred Svetovno Po..
Manson's.. - Za ceno čokolade
Kosta - Na Senčni Strani..
Kosta - Spomini
Kosta - B.I.Z.
Kosta - Furbam Begije
Kosta - Morm Povedat
Kosta - Mikrofon (DJ..
Kosta - Spelte Se! ft. S..
Kosta - Bagra
Kosta - Sreča Pride
Tekochee Kru - Tullamore
Izvajalec besedila pesmi je Bone Thugs-n-harmony.
Krayzie:
Ain't nothin' changed everyday. Ain't nothin' changed.
It's an evere never goin' change. My (?), thugs, see. Soldiers, I think we must
be to O.G. (?) loves thee. Mama plead my family tree never helped a mother come up, seen it was hard tryin' to bring her
sons up--they dwelled on the worse and ate nothin' for done up, comin' up, made it, eternal, in the struggle. Thank God. I'm a
count my blessin', trouble but never no stressin', just started a lesson, 'cause life will be runnin' that test and better off in a cell.
See a nigga walkin' the streets, and they label us foolish. Trouble 'cause I always knew this, while the rest of my days I livin' in
Ruthless. Fuck what you're thinkin', law, my Judge is up Heaven. Look at my stomach and see the "7," even scares us how
I'm bailin', rebellin', tellin' y'all nothin' but a soldier tell, critic can kiss my ass. I might go to thinkin' about my past, get mad, I
reach in my stash and blast. Fuck all y'all that treated a nigga like we wasn't shit, and soon as we hit, now what do we get?
These fake-ass niggas tryin' to get in our click, all on our dick, but you can miss me, actin' phony in my presence, love it or
leave it. You can't believe it. It ain't that season. Get to steppin', hater.
Only Mo Thug allowed, say it loud, Mo Thug and I'm proud. Mo Thug and I'm proud.
Loud! Proud! Loud! Proud!
Bizzy:
Baby Boi . . .
Layzie:
Mind of a souljah, mind of a souljah, release and feel me.
Better watch for the nightfall when them come, better watch out for the night stormers. No light's in sight when them run, but
them lights would warned ya. Caught ya slippin' up out of your game, playa. Wasteland soldier, see what we facin', chasin'
po-po on the hood like Jason, casin' your (?), fin to blow your station instantly. Fin to be World War 3, ya can't fuck with my
family, try to test a man, and we single-handedly take over your mind and the rest of the planet. See, I'll be damned if we
surrender, a G that's still no pretender, put it all down, make 'em all remember: deep in Hell is where I'll send ya. Welcome to
the Land of more indo. We smoke. We choke. You know we blaze. Break out any cup with the pipe, what's up? Parlay,
come around my way. Lay, keep it real. Keep it real. Peace be still, time after time, can't forget that money, man, that
money, man. Mo' money be on mind, bottom line.
Bizzy:
Baby Boi . . .
Layzie:
Mind of a souljah, mind of a souljah, release and feel me.
Ogledujete si besedilo pesmi Ain't nothin changed, lahko pa si ogledate še ostale pesmi in besedila izvajalca Bone Thugs-n-harmony.
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