bozos Could'ntspeak wat I'm on U n me rosseta stone All these niggas r ah clone We be originals Young money sinimals Tribe full of generals Dnt ask me
piaule Mais c'est plus comme avant C'est meme plus vraiment Drole elle me manque souvent Mais son electrophone Elle me l'a laissee Comme ses disques des Stones
to hurt How far down do you wanna see me go tell me God, you dont know the sadness of this place You got the angels and the saints So give me back my
cave man who invented the wheel and roll out funny Sittin' on a bundle rolled with twenties, subtle Sippin' Saber tooth blood puddle- I could roll with
yourself a drink lets all get down Roll somethin, smoke somethin lets blow this pound Naw somethin jump off we gonna hold us down [Verse 1 - Jadakiss] Uh me
Forty-five by my scrotum, manifest the "Do or Die" slogan My niggaz roll in ten M3's Twenty Gods poppin wheelies on Kawasaki's Hip-Hop's got me on some
(Rolling Stones) Please allow me to introduce myself I'm a man of wealth and taste I've been around for a long, long time Stole many a man's soul and
(Rolling Stones Cover) Please allow me to introduce myself I'm a man of wealth and taste I've been around for a long, long years Stole many a man's soul
modern home, were set to roll out into the street Of ordinary people. Tryin' to make their way to work, the downtown people. Some are saints, and some
not a saint, i been a sinner all my life, i ain't tryin to have no buds, i'd rather keep them in the line, they wanna criticise you now, cast another stone, burn me
point, the paintjob are new york minute made Check my armor no clouds in my stones Projects ringin standing by the cornerstore Two glock on me, bang