翻訳: ベルの注意事項. たわごとを撃つ.
stone Hit the stage got paid it wasn't my second home Ask somebody Trina been the shit on the streets Wrote raps late nights I'm the shit on the beat Cross blue baby jeans just to shit
, and half snap ya Kodak moments I capture, like an escaped convict Pearl Harbor, bomb shit Handle B-I, on some calm shit I can't get enough of it, the rough shit
odd pairs swears and God fears Even when it's rotten, we've gotten through the hard years I wrote this note around New Year's Off a couple a shots and
my dogs peace, kept in movin', I was beat when Got to my crib, where the hell my keys went? Ringin' the bell, heard a yell but wasn't sure Dropped my
the stage got paid it wasn't my second home Ask somebody Trina been the shit on the streets Roll wrap late nights I'm the shit on the beach Brought blue baby jeans just to shit
odd pairs swears and God fears Even when it's rotten, we've gotten through the hard years I wrote this note around New Year's Off a couple a shots
The game started to bloom and blossom And masters ready for the cermony, like a groom in costume Growth from the rain of the previous years I took notes
punk, get a speed bump comin through A single shot make your knees knock, respect Wu [Redman] Aiyyo I put it on a nigga, shit it on a nigga Turnin Christian
Kodak moments I capture, like an escaped convict, Pearl Harbor, bomb shit Handle B-I, on some calm shit [General G] I can't get enough of it, the rough shit
sleepin Told my dogs peace, kept in movin, I was beat when got to my crib, where the hell my keys went? Ringin the bell, heard a yell but wasn't sure
south*if you?re black we can?t all be*Big Willie*and to be judged by a hit*by some counterfeit click*that?s some bell curve shit*cause I?m cool like
south*if you?re black we can?t all be*Big Willie*and to be judged by a hit*by some counterfeit click*that?s some bell curve shit*cause I?m cool like this
Fuck it, this is me I've been here since '93 You've been here since finding me So, jot notes, take a lesson This is 'Shot, Smif N Wessun and Sean P The
South If you're black we can't all be Big Willie (never) And to be judged by a hit By some counterfeit click That's some bell curve shit Cause I'm cool