عدد الرسائل : 6036 العمر : 32 إحترام قوانين الموقع : Personalized field : مزاجى : الوظيفة : الهواية : علم الدولة : النادى المفضل : إلحـــــالة : الأوسمة الحــاصل عليــها : السٌّمعَة : 6 نقاط : 4697 تاريخ التسجيل : 23/08/2008
Rihanna: You're gonna be a shining star, With fancy clothes, fancy car-ars. And then you'll see, You're gonna go far. Cause everyone knows, Who you are-are. So live your life, ay ay ay. Instead of chasing that paper. Just live your life (Oh!), Ay ay ay. You got no time for no haters. Just live your life (Oh!), Ay ay ay. No telling where it'll take you. Just live your life (Oh!), Ay ay ay. Cause I'm a paper chaser. Just living my life.
T.I.: Never mind what haters say, ignore 'em 'til they fade away Amazing they ungreatful after all the game I gave away Safe to say I paid the way for you cats to get paid today You'd still be wasting days away, now had I never saved the day
Consider them my protégé, homage I think they should pay Instead of being gracious they violate in a major way I never been a hater still I love them in a crazy way Some say they sold yah and no they couldn't even work on Labor day
It ain't that they black or white, their hands in areas the shades of grey I'm west side anyway, even if I left today and stayed away Some move away to make a way, not move away 'cause they afraid I brought back to the hood and all you ever did was take away
I pray for patience but they make me want to melt their face away Like I once made them spray, now I could make 'em put the K's away Been thugging all my life, can't say I don't deserve to take a break You would rather see me catch a case and watch my future fade away
Rihanna: You're gonna be a shining star, With fancy clothes, fancy car-ars. And then you'll see, You're gonna go far. Cause everyone knows, Who you are-are. So live your life, ay ay ay. Instead of chasing that paper. Just live your life (Oh!), Ay ay ay. You got no time for no haters. Just live your life (Oh!), Ay ay ay. No telling where it'll take you. Just live your life (Oh!), Ay ay ay. Cause I'm a paper chaser. Just living my life.
T.I.: I'm the opposite of moderate, Immaculately polished With the spirit of a hustler And the swagger of a college kid. Allergic to the counterfeit, Impartial to the politics. Articulate But still would grab a nigga By the collar quick. Whoever had problems, They reckonsile They just holla 'til. If that don't work And just fails, Then turn around and follow 'til. I got love for the game But ay I'm not in love with all of it. I do without the fame And the rappers nowadays are comedy. The hootin' and the hollerin', Back and forth with the argueing. Where you from, who you know, What you make And what kind of car you in. Seems as though you lost sight Of what's important With the positive. And checks Until your bank account, And you're about poverted. Your values is a disarrayed, Prioritized are horribly. Unhappy with the riches Cause you pis-pone morraly. Ignoring all prior advice And fore warning. And we might be Full of ourselves All of a sudden aren't we?
Rihanna: You're gonna be A shining star, With fancy clothes, And fancy car-ars. And then you'll see, You're gonna go far. Cause everyone knows, Who you are-are. So live your life, Ay ay ay. Instead of chasing that paper. Just live your life (Oh!), Ay ay ay. You got no time for no haters. Just live your life (Oh!), Ay ay ay. No telling Where it'll take you. Just live your life (Oh!), Ay ay ay. Cause I'm a paper chaser. Just living my life (ay), My life (oh), My life (ay), My life (oh) Just living my life (ay), My life (oh), My life (ay), My life (oh)