Letras:
Streets Roof Of Your Car

the roof of your car, at the stars On the roof of your car, at the stars On the roof of your car, at the stars Through to the stark On the roof of your car

your mother One of your grandparents, even your baby brother Cause everybody knows, everybody goes I want them in coffins, everybody's closed Related by the streets

dark my dogs all bark like woof Proof nigga I'm a wolf, get your whole roof Caved in like reindeer hoofs Stomped the roof shake the floor tiles loose

dead body in a dumpster Laughing in your castle but I can't crush your moat But then I take a boat and cut your fucking throat [Violent J] So now I'

they saw a woman on the street walking alone Three in the morning, coming back from work, on her way home And so they quietly got out the car and followed

: [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

remember the times when I was your only man And she don't want to remind me. She knows this car would go out of control. Brownsville girl with your Brownsville

) Throw... (red) Your... (white) Hands... (blue) Up... (black) Throw... (calm) Your... (down) Hands... (move) Up... (back) Throw... (motherfuckers) Your... (askin) Hands... (who is) Up... (that) Throw... (you know) Your

Home of low-ridin' Gang-bangin' and shit California [Chorus](Lil' Rob) I was raised in the streets of California (Southern California, home of car-hoppin