my hometown's a comin' in sight if you think I'm happy you're right Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight Six days on the road and
Tradução: Bobby Bare. Seis días en la carretera.
Intro : Bobby Six Yeah, yeah Bobby Six, chaque jour on se leve, en esperant toucher nos reves, toucher nos reves Au bout de mes reves, au bout de mes
think that I lost my touch by much I just been chillin' at the bank like aye! Show me to the safe Had to get my papers straight Now I'm okay Now it's back to the lab, yes back to the bank Six
men marchin When you talk shit you really don't know what you startin Now your shit is done like a fuckin empty milk carton It's on for the nine-six,
: [Originally by Bobby Fuller] Breakin' rocks in the hot sun I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won I needed the money
: [Jay-Z] I remove your roof nigga let the sun shine in Thirty-eight waist, enough to put one nine in Really a thirty-six without the gun I'm thin but
go to rehab but I said 'no, no, no' Yes I've been black but when I come back you'll know know know [Jay Z:] More money, more checks,I'm addicted to fresh Six
some straight killer Them Chicago niggaz call it bin laden mane some straight fie [chorus 4x's] Who got that hydro Who got that light green Who got that Bobby
one right here for the nose, This one right for the smoke This one right here for the dollars This one right here roll the blunt I'm taking six from the
paul) See it was me, lil buck, and my nigga lil knife And some thug ass fool i never seen in my life We roll in bobby's 'lac with tha gold bones and vogues
spots to damage that B.I.G and Pac image you got Stop dick ridin, your shit's tired I doubt if even your bitch buy it for six 'ollars I can't see how
Like you cant touch this Like you cant touch us with a pipe But we can touch whoever we like You could even do little.chucky, little twist, KY, bobby
cold piece, and separate the heat Ain't scared of the motherfuckin police [RZA] Yo, yo Guns jammed up, I'm cramed up in my lab Six niggaz, six bitches
nigga, Matchbox car drivin Street whylin, Role' with the four-finger glidin Watch him, scorchin with spells and top toxin Amoxins til the stock skyrocket, Bobby
word up respect this, yo Coming from the Wu, it's real [Verse Four: Master Killer, Inspector Deck] Caught by the gravitation earth rotation Six in the
