翻訳: MR。 3月2日. ロックの街.
(feat. Mike D) [talking] Uh-huh uh, yeah-yeah [Mr. 3-2] Mafia boss, I tolerate no loss You heard it from Mr. 3-2, Governor of the South Blood in blood
funny I remember playin over needles in the street Everywhere I go and there was some part of mr Thirteen thirteen was, hookers and hoes On 11th
to men Chorus (3-2) My nigga you a ho to me Boy you done went off on me Runnin round with the fakin and hatin I'ma blast if you run up on me I'ma do
Got the streets on lock homie I can't lose Put me anywhere I'm the realest nigga in the room(believe me) Take a look at me I'm what you call street approved
Youngster on the corner slangin them nickels and dimes One times places us on arrest fill the rano being tough it's another drug bust With the schools on
on that fly shit Boy, boy Ia??m on that fly shit Boy Ia??m on that fly shit Boy boy Ia??m on that fly shit (x2) Just won a thousand dollars on a brand
(horns)... (chorus) Timbo- When you hit me on my phone betta know what cha want, when you call me, you already know, on the low, im sayin Hey! i got
vest never fest just cascade I'm a go on I'm a run and I'm a go on and tell two friends so on (so on) I ain't passive I lamp with the dope state massives
first up U2 [Jimmy Fallon as U2] Uh! Uh! Troll Doll out on the street Got no job got no money Got no shoes on their feet Troll Doll Troll Doll Aight
wheel on the tanks I live on the bill in the banks I come in and do my thang Where the muthafucka that think im playin? Chorus (2x) Mr. Marcello:
that on the vibes Chorus (2x) [master p] Mr. wicked, I be comin hard, just like a hurricane Choo-choo, shootin brains, killin mr. murder, mad Hustla, balla, mr
, I'm tru Taking everything you got with that infrared dot on your knot Down South Hustlers got on lock, with that J L O C on cock Gangstafied like them
ya Verse 2 (Mac) If its my fast life, then hit breaks and slow me down God Cause uptown many dead bodies was found God On this island that runs along
comprehend Facin sin, locked in the pen, you can never win runnin free, that shit for me Don't you be no dummy, tell on me Its Mr. Greed, Ima take it
[Mr. Sancho] This is for the riders for the south siders The ones that get by the fuckin police when they find us Rollin deep through your streets
Southside for those who dont know South Bay Palm Avenue fa sho SD 1-3 for my Gs on the streets Sureno bangin Thug flippin on the beat Like that dont you
