High Rollers
(专辑: In My Mind: The Prequel - 2006)
Okay this today's lecture On how it should be done Yessir Why I
keep having to school y'all niggas? Yo Behind the
door there was Gatman, who was also known for robbing Aquaman cooked the
coke and kept the
Superman saucy A
dirty nigga that wasn't known for washing [?] he didn't care what it cost him Eventually the
nigga started cooking cre-ation nothing but the
reverse of 12-B The
tumultuous life of Skateboard P
I
hang with white people but you don't know me I
seen, niggas run down stood over and gunned down One shot up in his arm, then he spun 'round Now how does in front of his son sound? And get his dog it was just one round For the
ready rock they smoke that shit on cans I
was rocking flattops and rocking slip-on Vans Screaming "Killa dude! ", and rolling my pants up As the
ghetto bitches mixed the
neighbourhood dances up But this wasn't a
soft place Friendship villages threw the
smile off ya face Training em young, they were schooling 'em mane Fifteen killer niggas face cool as a
fan Told them "The right bullet hole will free one's soul Let you control the
block and get a
ve-hicle" So I, started pacing the X
of my situation Then I
became the
bases of, see style's translation Sure I'm on that brothership but I
started thinking color-less Like my favorite watch but I
had to get the
other wrist Reporters like "Yo, so what you done good?" Fall back bitch, I
brought computers to the
hood Whether you ride or you above the
law Make money money, make money money money Don't even try if you afraid to fall Nigga make money money, make money money money Keep your mommies that'll ride with the
dice taped with the
raw Make money money, make money money money Ask police state-fly keep your gangstas on call So we make money money, make money money money I
got Model bitches to drive me on sixes Condos in Paris with million-dollar pictures Smoke like a
sailor, drink tushy two-up Sucking my dick because she love the
way I
grew up Huh? You talking to me? You gon' do what? Yes he's got the
gat and he can pull two-up Them shits is mind-blowing Where he grew up they wear rags with they eyes showing Four in the
morning you hear the
nines blowing Armour all on they cars to keep the
shine going We order cars with special features The
two-tone rose the
bitch got alopecia Who got vitiligo, intended color cycle White and tan and brown, call it Michael I
just might go down to the
beach Absorb the
heat pick up a
couple freaks Eyes lead them between my sheets Then eyes lead them right beneath Downstairs right in the
lobby I'm not being cocky But snuggling is not me Whether you ride or you above the
law Make money money, make money money money Don't even try if you afraid to fall Nigga make money money, make money money money Keep your mommies that'll ride with the
dice taped with the
raw Make money money, make money money money Ask police state-fly keep your gangstas on call So we make money money, make money money money Kilos, C-notes, speedboats pe coastal See low we smoke chocha tre ochos That's what eighty-five percent of niggas envision While the
real ten percent get caught and go to prison The
other five percent them niggas end up missing Probably on the
coastal bellies deep sea fishing Blowing perfect rings out the
Cuban cigar Their daughters turn 16 get 'em Italian cars The
world is yours fuck it how 'bout Mars? I
know your mother told ya "Aim for the
stars" Let's get right nigga cut short the
laugh and Get in touch with high B
with the
half hand The
dope is opium comes from Afghan So let's make millions and blow up like a
gas can You wanna shine don't you? Like the
rocks glisten But you ain't tryna listen, you on a
fucking mission Whether you ride or you above the
law Make money money, make money money money Don't even try if you afraid to fall Nigga make money money, make money money money Keep your mommies that'll ride with the
dice taped with the
raw Make money money, make money money money Ask police state-fly keep your gangstas on call So we make money money, make money money money