ain't thinking 'bout nothing else I just wanna be by ourselves So we can oh, oh, oh We need to roll Girl, I got a place where we can go Oh, look at what
Tradução: Joe. Necesitamos que los Roll.
we Gs You see all the crowns, you know that we kings, you notice the rings Everywhere we go, we roll with the team, yeah And you know that we lasers,
was seventeen Two guns in the upper waist so we hit the block Saw niggaz from a rival gang bumpin Dre Ran up on the '64 and that's all she wrote We runnin
seed I guarantee to give you what you need One blood everybody like Junior Reid Wake up every morning yo I must up seed Nationwide darkhorse make the world stampede Yo really let me roll
the process, of completing a transaction Huh, Carnegie Hall, like a opera singer nigga Still doin the yes y'all, uhh! Today we bust guns in the future we
When Uncle Sam has broken down We'll make him down in old Japan Say yeee Well there ain't no better blend Than Joe Ely and his Texas Men Where the wind
) That's my nigga for real (Yea, B-Boy, you my nigga, talk to 'em) [B-Boy] Yo, I don't give a fuck if we don't sell a record We still gon' get this money
us, just what's gotta be Cause we started out cold and it snowballed We froze, soon as we rolled up on these hoes All's we know is you over the bar like
: [Intro - Ja Rule - talking] Yeah ... ha, uh huh You know how we do (we're gonna do how we do) Uh, uh, yo my nigga Cad what's hangin nigga (gangsta
we drive, is new If we ain't top down, we hard tops with the power roof Cause down South baby, you know it's on round here Down South baby, we roll chrome
me [ALL:] [Chorus] [JOE:] So anywhere we are Anywhere we go Everybody knows We got the party with us Anywhere we are Anywhere we go Everybody knows We
: (Feat. N.O. Joe Johnson) [Lil Ass Gee] Hell naw nigga fuck this Nigga let me up out of here! Nigga y'all can't take me to jail anyway I don't even
.G. at war, motherFUCKERS B.I.G. ... we proceed .. to give you, what you need I am.. as we proceed .. to give you all what you need motherFUCKERS B.I.
blowed before we go where we supposed to go Workin since ninety-fo', I'm supposed to blow Blow on the dice, before I roll a ten-to-fo' Rollin Mo-Mos
people here we come Here we come motherfuckers Here we, kinny come come You know what we do and where we're from Detroit baby You got 15 seconds to get this seat now We
a nigga, you know? The person who actually kicked everything off was Joe 3H from Capitol Records. He wanted to sign me really bad. [Joe:] "We gonna change
away Kioka: Yeah we're free Yes we need to be free Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs Tricky: Don't let her run away Kioka: Yeah we're free Yes we need
