face around, Yeah it kills the sound, When you hang around, (Ooh why did you turn?), And kick me to the ground now, Yeah just one down, Don't want your face arounda
翻訳: ホットアクションコップ. 顔の周りに（アルバムヴァージョン）.
your face around Yea it kills the sound When you hang around Ooh why did you turn And kick me to the ground now Yea what just went down Don't want your face around
want your face around Yea it kills the sound When you hang around Ooh why did you turn And kick me to the ground now Yea what just went down Don't want your face around
face around, Yeah it kills the sound, When you hang around, (Ooh why did you turn?), And kick me to the ground now, Yeah just one down, Don't want your face around
clappin' Keep it movin' homeboy, the macs always actin' Spit in your face, go 'head lil' baby rappers Can't fuck with us convicts, Stat-lands It's like actions
s too late for me to change These streets got me deranged Strapped up and paranoid Ready to add on situations I can and can't avoid plus big voices getting hot
m the best to ever spit I got that, "Hot Shit" like I'm Nelly and the Tics I pop a hot block dodge the cops and the dics Cause they want me gone, been
is easy to get Burnouts dealer to the teachers pet For some fun there is always sex Hiding in the corner like a shy t-rex Mmmmmmmmmmmm..mmmmmmm Around
booty fast, Well know this before you go to sleep at night, Well never trust a fella look ya mom in the eye aight? And when she gets in your face you
when they lumped you up, 'cuz bumper cars are only funny when they bump. (Know that.) [Bridge] Hot summer gun or box-cutter slow dance- popcorn, popcorn... Hot
the tempo yo Lungs collapse and raps be trapped in The only way to make it happen, jaw-jappin', fast rappin' Yo, I'm the hot dog that run the hottest
long walk We lost, they all thought, they forced to fall short We rock for hard rock, rocked the hot blocks Shop and cop rocks, watch the top notch in action
late for me to change these streets got me deranged strapped up and paranoid ready to add on situations I can and can't avoid plus big voices getting hot
late for me to change These streets got me deranged Strapped up and paranoid Ready to add on situations I can and can't avoid Plus big voices getting hot
And I'm gone keep rockin nigga so wrong like coke in the bottle if this was law you can call me the cop pants saggin when I step up to the vinto checkin this around
homeboy, the mac's always actin Spit in your face, go 'head lil' baby rappers Can't fuck with us convicts, Stat-land It's like actions, cliques'll die
I'm so fuckin gifted That you didn't even feel when the momentum shifted (Shoot back) I turned the pocket around And slowed it all the way DOWN, I'm a musical cop
