歌名 | picture me rollin´ |
歌手 | 2PAC |
专辑 | All Eyez On Me |
歌词 | [2Pac] Yeah -- clear enough for ya? (Is that right?) (Hahahahaha) Yeah (Hehehehe) Why niggaz look mad? (Is that right?) Y´all supposed to be happy I´m free! Y´all niggaz look like y´all wanted me to stay in jail, hahah! Hoe bustaz Picture me rollin in my 500 Benz I got no love for these niggaz, there´s no need to be friends They got me under surveillance, that´s what somebody be tellin Know there´s dope bein sold, but +I+ ain´t the one sellin! Don´t want to be another number I got a fuckin gang of weed to keep from goin under The federales wanna see me dead - niggaz put prices on my head Now I got two Rottwillers by me bed, I feed em lead Now I´m released, how will I live? Will God forgive me for all the dirt a nigga did, to feed kids? One life to live, it´s so hard to be positive when niggaz shootin at your crib Mama, I´m still thuggin, the world is a war zone My homies is inmates, and most of them dead wrong Full grown, finally a man, just scheamin on ways to put some green inside the palms of my empty hands Just picture me rollin Flossin a Benz on rims that isn´t stolen My dreams is censored, my hopes are gone I´m like a fiend that finally sees when all the dope is gone My nerves is wrecked, heart beatin and my hands is swollen thinkin of the G´s I´ll be holdin, picture me rollin Can you see me now? Heheheh Move to the side a little bit so you can get a CLEAR picture Can you see it? Hahah Pictue me rollin Yeah nigga! Ay but peep how my nigga Syke do it to you Guess who´s back? [Syke] I got ki´s, comin from overseas Cost a nigga two hundred G´s I´m a street comando, Nino for example This lavish lifestyle is hard to handle So I got to floss cause I´m more like a boss playa Thug, branded to be a women layer So mny playa haters, imitaters steady swangin Make me wanna start back bangin So I´m caught up in the game, dress code changed Packin forty glocks, contain em or rearrange All that jealousy and envy comin from my enemies While I´m sippin on Re-mi in front of black Lexus, Chevy´s on the roam Ninety-six big body, sittin on chrome As we head up out the zone, stone-facin is on You can admire, but don´t look too long I´m livin a dream with triple beams and my pockets bulgin It´s hard to imagine -- picture me rollin! [Danny Boy] Picture, picture me, picture me rollin Rollin, picture me rollin Wheelin, picture me rollin in Picture me yea yeah [CPO] Mmm, I gots to get the fuck up in it, formulate a caper Cause a nigga straight sufferin from lack of havin paper My bitch fin´ to have a bastard, see? So I needs to hit a lick, drastically I see some baldin-ass niggaz and they slippin in my spot And, uh, diggin the plots (so what?) Checkin in the park, ´Pac [2Pac] We caught em sleepin, he didn´t peep you niggaz creepin? This how we do it every weekend I dump for madness, it´s time to count the profit CPO, we got the bomb spot, nigga time to clock it I get the liquor, and you could get the females This crooked shit that we inflictin gettin street sales [CPO] Move smooth as a motherfucker, me and my nine I´m as cool as a motherfucker, I´ma get mine Now we satisfied, got the pockets on swollen Boss Hog and this ´Pac nigga... picture us rollin [Danny Boy] Rollin Picture me roll-hoee-ollin Picture me, picture me rollin [2Pac speaks while Danny Boy keeps singing] Heheheheheheh Is y´all ready for me? Picture me rollin roll call You know there´s some muh´fuckers out there I just could not forget about I wanna make sure they can see me Number one on my list: Clinton Correctional Facilities All you bitch ass C.O.´s Can you niggaz see me from there? Ballin on y´all punk ass, ahhaahahah! Picture me rollin, baby Yeah, all them niggaz up |