as a corpse For the rest of your life In another coffin, of course Next to you is your wife A coffin is lonely A coffin is bad The shape of seclusion A coffin
Перевод: DRI. Гроб.
, any time I ever spotted a G I was on point like a decimal, a dot or a P- E-R-I-O-D, no paper out of my reach Shakin Uncle Sam, I keep a lotta receipts
T-O-R-I-O-U-S you just lay down slow I blaze out in the six while letting the fifth go I think Big as if I was wanted on deathrow We tha world famous,
you gettin money you don't have a care. Now r-roger that, r-r-roger that. R-roger that, r-r-r-roger that. R-roger that, r-r-roger that... Roger. [Tyga
Yeah, that's right, I'm talkin' 'bout me The R-K-I-E in the place to be I recognize and hypnotize, everytime I tenderize I specialize and open eyes,
and make ends meet Now was I, blessed with a gift, or cursed with a curse? I follow, hearse after hearse, with verse after verse And I'll be damned if I
you getting' money, you don't have a care Now r-roger that, r-roger that R-roger that, r-roger that R-roger that, r-roger that R-roger Young black
I'm all about, c'mon (I) No gangsta you ain't either (Will) But I know that I spit ether (Not) I shoulda crossed your belly (Lose) Show you I'm not R
im spaz happy, I heard a well known fag just took a jab at me, Yeah you already know wat I do to fools, So when I see you I aint gon be in the music
safe muhfuckers! (N.A.S.A. Music) Aww shit we bridging the gap! (N.A.S.A. Music) Weast coast , West coast, let's go! (N.A.S.A. Music uhhh)
and it ain't no place to run And plus I pack a Bible, a shovel and a shot gun And I'm go preach a funeral, ICP don't ride a hearse You think it's over
the fuck of it Pop I blow I smoke, I blow I smoke 'em out there just like grass S-P-V, R-I-C, creeped up on your monkey ass Mitchell Heights, B-V-D, L
a phone call away I've reached the status, of a modern day John Baptist I'm preachin' just what I practice To each and all, I got a word from the beach
way is highway, robbery, chump When I was up North, Sing-Sing I was sendin niggaz home in a coffin Livin like a orphan, you bad nigga? I'll be back to
Forget the rest 'cause I'm the best, and I'm a nympho Maniac, insaniac, I'll put you in a trance and If you party with me I always keep you dancin'
you gettin money you don't have a care. Now r-roger that, r-r-roger that. R-roger that, r-r-r-roger that. R-roger that, r-r-roger that....................
