of everyone you want to be Now your skin is transparent Revealing yourself to me as a fake I see right through you Your only hope is to prey on the weak
Fordítás: Bleeding Through. Lassú A Roll.
shadow of everyone you want to be Now your skin is transparent Revealing yourself to me as a fake I see right through you Your only hope is to prey on
quick Just for talkin' shit, ride rolls, catch hoes like a mitt L.A., Atlanta, New York, yo, my shit rocks Chi-town, Miami, Detroit, I get much props Because I roll
for a new Fleetwood You know I'm rollin, I can't be faking I come through and all your hoes I'm taking You know I'm rolling, don't do no simpin I'm an
word, they got that word? Don't it smell so good, in Southwest where they rap that hood Protect your chest, they up to no good And come through flossin
combat's like a mini-Mac to your back As soon as one of you niggaz try to over react Tha L.O.D. love good confrontation or vamp Break your concentration, murder your
tar, [Incomprehensible]) I start bustin' and they scatter like water bugs 'Cuz these Westside niggaz is harder thugs Enslave us but nothin' can save us from sportin' Ben Davis Shootin' at your
whiz past your earlobe and shit That's the sound of a nigga who almost felt it Got you runnin', dodgin', coverin', shelterin' Bullets rippin' through the fabric of your
Blah, to your face, hollow tips go chase drum rates erase, everyday in the face (4 real) I, I, shoot first, slugs leave quickly she test me, plenty, niggaz gone bleed
, linebacker nigga flashback See through yellow lines Rock a fly jersey in the summertime God Magic marker rap, bleed Benatton Relaxed, wrote this, comin' at your
demorally derogatory Mad expository expedition in your auditory Categories don't apply Your mind's eye is blinded by my battle raps Like cateracts your
cranium or the chest plate? Necks break back, snap, put him in checkmate Lead take me to vengeance, send this Ripping through tendons I end this Because you bleed
I'll look back and laugh At all those kids who pulled my pants down And took that photograph ''cause we'll be through with kickball We'll all be weak and slow
names, they roll off like sheets of ice, and the slow, cold drops, they land around the four. ii. he watched himself on a fifth generation dub, and through
Plenty of doe, and chicks who pose for flicks Women who love roll their hips, when I'm holding this So if you love to get your party on And you feel that your
bottle of your finest Huckleberry sift through the piss looking for diamonds For that hell appears to that in your climate Get your money from the richest Seek your
[Chorus:] [2x] I roll slow through my city and Norwalk be the spot Where Lil Cuete kicks it, drinking, smoking pot Strolling through the One-Ways,
