Слова:
P Square Roll It

You're making me want you so Roll it down [roll it down] Roll it down [roll it down] Roll it down [eh] Roll it down [roll it down] Roll it down [roll it down] Roll it

of us Kills the next brother next Think about it too long will make you sick Believe me the last thing they wanna see is us risin' Economically, astronomically it

gotta believe it If you did have a goal Then you gotta acheive it 'Cause your body stays hear But your soul gotta leave it Square feet, hot wheels 200

' Too Short rhymes Unless it's bout millions I ain't tryin' to do time It's like everyday is Saturday So many bitches let me have my way You can analyze it

the task force jack me The story's been told one million times About a boy growin up to a life of crime I heard it before, you heard it too But now, homeboy, it

bout as sick as cancer If you could swallow my style, you probably rip ya pants off If you could bottle my style and sell it to somebody It'd probably

just want a better life But you won't breakaway... [Tinchy] Yeah... It's a standard ting that I keep it ghetto Roads ain't nothin' like calm or mellow Too much P

we bust We can take it how you want it cuz we thuggin over here Pure, uncut, raw butter over here (Yukon) Yo you see the game getting better this year They done put P

Where niggaz don't wait to see ya, they bring it to your yard We ain't never been fraud, we ain't never been lame So if you wanna get it crackin', every