Let Your Heart Go (Break My Soul) - T.I./The-Dream.lrc

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[00:00.00] 作词 : Terius Nash/Christopher "Tricky" Stewart/Clifford Harris Jr.
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Terius Nash/Christopher "Tricky" Stewart/Clifford Harris Jr.
[00:17.00]We said we'd never be
[00:22.00]Just a memory
[00:24.00]And even though it breaks my soul
[00:28.00]Still I never let your heart go
[00:33.00]We're running way too fast
[00:36.00]Chasing down that blue grass
[00:41.00]Hope I didn't break your soul
[00:44.00]And know I never let your heart go
[00:48.00]Aight man, remember all a ***** had
[00:52.00]With 20 grand cash, it was all in the bag
[00:55.00]And we got it all with the crack
[00:56.00]Lookin for the plug in the mall with the gat
[00:59.00]No, you never loan me a pair but he loan me a ride with it all in the back
[01:02.00]How could you just call me with that
[01:04.00]Acting like you think you gettin all of it back
[01:06.00]Still remember standin all alone in the trap
[01:08.00]Waitin on a plate, lookin for a way
[01:10.00]And damn a big car pull up on me one day
[01:12.00]Got a homie
[01:14.00]Huh, and it's been long since then
[01:16.00]Damn can't believe you been gone since then
[01:18.00]Huh, I really miss my *****
[01:20.00]Tramel this for you, know you up there *****
[01:56.00]Ay, if you miss your ***** like I miss my *****
[02:04.00]Sing, sing
[02:07.00]Ite, on the inside ***** you still tough
[02:10.00]Ay, remember when we just 16
[02:12.00]Mind on one thing, gotta be street kings
[02:15.00]Now we numb like morphine
[02:16.00]To the gunplay everyday is a war scene
[02:19.00]But ya'll was my *****
[02:20.00]No matter what I knew I could call on my *****
[02:22.00]And any ******** involving my ******
[02:24.00]30 rounds in the clip, spray it all for my ******
[02:26.00]Yeah, cap, we were just teenagers
[02:28.00]Provin to the g's in the hood we able
[02:31.00]We ball on these haters
[02:32.00]Doin a movie screen made ya, you and me playa
[02:35.00]Damn, why they have to give my ***** life
[02:36.00]We can ball like a God 'til we bring him back
[02:38.00]Really miss you ***** and ain't a motha ****** lie
[02:41.00]Pimp squad til we die, free my ***** cap
[03:15.00]Huh, I admit it I've seen
[03:16.00]Back in the day how silly I seemed
[03:18.00]Selling ******* wasn't really my dream
[03:20.00]Could get my family farther than anyone seen
[03:22.00]Ay, and if anyone seen where I made it today probably really one thing
[03:26.00]One 12 in the face, no he finna run games
[03:28.00]Ain't gon trick me into sayin one name
[03:30.00]Nope, well go sit in the cell about that
[03:32.00]For weeks I was mad in a hell about that
[03:34.00]Police sayin **** really wasn't my ****
[03:36.00]It was his and he knew I wasn't playin bout that
[03:38.00]Hey, for every time I'm strapped
[03:40.00]The 12 ride by, they ain't finding my strap
[03:42.00]Judge woulda had a ***** heart by that
[03:44.00]A ***** woulda sensed some blood by that

文本歌词

作词 : Terius Nash/Christopher "Tricky" Stewart/Clifford Harris Jr.
作曲 : Terius Nash/Christopher "Tricky" Stewart/Clifford Harris Jr.
We said we'd never be
Just a memory
And even though it breaks my soul
Still I never let your heart go
We're running way too fast
Chasing down that blue grass
Hope I didn't break your soul
And know I never let your heart go
Aight man, remember all a ***** had
With 20 grand cash, it was all in the bag
And we got it all with the crack
Lookin for the plug in the mall with the gat
No, you never loan me a pair but he loan me a ride with it all in the back
How could you just call me with that
Acting like you think you gettin all of it back
Still remember standin all alone in the trap
Waitin on a plate, lookin for a way
And damn a big car pull up on me one day
Got a homie
Huh, and it's been long since then
Damn can't believe you been gone since then
Huh, I really miss my *****
Tramel this for you, know you up there *****
Ay, if you miss your ***** like I miss my *****
Sing, sing
Ite, on the inside ***** you still tough
Ay, remember when we just 16
Mind on one thing, gotta be street kings
Now we numb like morphine
To the gunplay everyday is a war scene
But ya'll was my *****
No matter what I knew I could call on my *****
And any ******** involving my ******
30 rounds in the clip, spray it all for my ******
Yeah, cap, we were just teenagers
Provin to the g's in the hood we able
We ball on these haters
Doin a movie screen made ya, you and me playa
Damn, why they have to give my ***** life
We can ball like a God 'til we bring him back
Really miss you ***** and ain't a motha ****** lie
Pimp squad til we die, free my ***** cap
Huh, I admit it I've seen
Back in the day how silly I seemed
Selling ******* wasn't really my dream
Could get my family farther than anyone seen
Ay, and if anyone seen where I made it today probably really one thing
One 12 in the face, no he finna run games
Ain't gon trick me into sayin one name
Nope, well go sit in the cell about that
For weeks I was mad in a hell about that
Police sayin **** really wasn't my ****
It was his and he knew I wasn't playin bout that
Hey, for every time I'm strapped
The 12 ride by, they ain't finding my strap
Judge woulda had a ***** heart by that
A ***** woulda sensed some blood by that