I'll call you Rocket, forget the past Come on, come on, come on, come on now Rocket, I'm gonna launch you soon C'mon now Rocket You're gonna reach the
译文: 泥. 火箭.
flippin' money in every way Headline, my biz shine everyday Pearl white throwin' P. Marc Jacobs gloves Cartier, Louis case with a dope plug From the mud
money in every way Head line, my bitch shine everyday Pearl white Dom P., Marc Jacob gloves Cartier, Louis case with a dope plug From the mud where they
the widow laughed and said "I ain't jokin'" "Take once for all" She said, "Now don't you tease me I just fell in love, boy So rock me kinda slow and rock
start to get lit up Number one best start duckin' wid ah gun already buckin' Bust me lead on the double glock 'n Where the fiends roll up for rocks '
it for the Foe tha love of $ Foe tha love of $ Gotta make that money, man That money, man It's still the same, now Standin' on the corner, straight slangin' rocks
gauge is shown Any is mind blown, Lookin' down the barrel Of this mausberg chrome to the dome Bone, clack back me gauge in a rage Copper take these here rocks
Shoulda gave 'em up, bitch, to the Mo Thug lunatic quick to pop Now, you're dead, yeah Gotta pull that nine on the niggas every time Sellin' rocks on
like Young niggas gettin' money, young niggas gettin' money Just a bittersweet symphony (Pusha T) One hundred keys One hundred please My gazuntite could make a whole city sneeze Walk the mud
and aches, but huessin can't wait Who can play me? outdate, dime after dime Love ain't for thugs, brown-nosin' niggas, nose dirty as the mud I get the
Rock turtledove Bowery suits And purple gloves, me and you can have some fun Make it a blast, you couldn't take the impact With steel shoulder pads, blood for blood Veteran, covered in mud
all dat, Bullshit! No u think I'm all that bitch REAL SHIT " went from a personal pan to a meat lovers certified street hustla I like a talka how u rock
Attention, all you niggaz, all you bitches Time to put down the cristal, time to take off the ice for a minute Time to throw a little mud Turn me up
The creeks and the rivers The dust and the mud All of us understand This land gets in your blood The sight of the blue gums And black cockatoos White snow Kosciusko Red rock
anybody who want to hit me Ain't looking back, putting it all on the line Don't give a fuck, bring the rock one time And I think we should all get down
the shadow of death Through the land of the skanless, South Central Los Angeles Home of the Crips and the Bloods Where even the strongest niggaz is drug through the mud
been where you tryin to be, I'm already hot All about cake, Betty Crock' and spit ready rock They know my bar came venom in a bezzie rock Kicked from