I came up in the hood, infested with teenage hustlers. Street grinders, paper chasin', scrapin' busters. By keepin' dust up noses an' caine homes, pipes an' cans. So they want they ride candy, pain
Song You Talk Too Much - Run-D. M. C. Shut up!!!. You talk too much. You talk too much. You talk too much. You talk too much. Verse 1. Hey! You over there, I know about your kind. You're like the
Song You Talk Too Much - Run-D. M. C. Shut up!!!. You talk too much. You talk too much. You talk too much. You talk too much. Verse 1. Hey! You over there, I know about your kind. You're like the
Georgia, Georgia. Georgia, Georgia We on the grind in, Georgia. All the time, it ain't. Nothin' on my mind but, Georgia. We ain't playin' witcha We on the grind in, Georgia. All the time, it ain'
Incomprehensible. Chevy Pender-grass You be smilin' when I'm frownin'. You be frownin' when I'm smilin'. You be happy when I'm sad. But when I'm glad you get mad You be smilin' when I'm frownin'.