Перевод: Loop, Билл. Мэри.
Jacob's wit the Fruit Loop jewels Holdin a navy blue uzi Krush Groovin waves off the atlas Coolin, that's how we make movies Basketball gun brawlers, bounce Black down 'bill
ain't it. How me and mugs, I hang with Hannibal Lector (Hot Shit), So feel me when I bring it, sing it loud wha. I'm from the Loop and I'm proud, run
I'm a walkin' the dog and I'm never blue I'm a walkin' the dog ain't thinkin' bout you I don't need no one to tie me down I'm a walkin' the dog and paintin
I'd rather live a life of lies and fantasy Than face the truth and realize you're leaving me You built me up so high, my heart can't stand to fall And
Walk of life Walk of life Let me care for someone else I don't wanna talk about myself I need to shed the light on you To understand the things you do
You say you're sorry once again dear You want me to take you back once more You say you need a helping hand dear But that's what you told me once before
was the shit, But dat were better den roofin dat shit be bad for ya skin. Niggas was ruthless, lord knows dat I sinned, But I thought about my future and the loops
But dat were batter den roofin' dat shit be bad for ya skin Niggas was ruthless and Lord knows dat I've sinned But I thought about my future in the loops
got dem purples, got dem reds Lights gon' hit ya and make you woozie in ya head You can catch me in my two short drop, mouth got colors Like a fruit loop
rise Never met anything like my safe heart guys Big up my north west south east types Every section where my connection lies East side boy made the crowd go loops
Ray Leather on my Hoosiers Drag strips slits rare, the barracuda Them niggas ain't shit, jus muthafuckin' poo poo Sissy ass zero, muthafuccin' fruit loops
stay off the block They can drop a few tracks or spar a few minds The God, home from the pen, he left the yard behind Got a brand new sampler, take the breaks and I loop
with the funky beats Even if you know that I'm a junkie for a bump that's funky And a fool for the loop, see, a groupie for the old one-twoiee A bass
the deal with feel Doctor on the payroll cost a quarter mill The mailman's late with the cheque I'm in the flood with a bunch of bills that's about
with afro, nasty pro, throw like rollo In wells fargo, cashin checks while you tryin to borrow My game is cut through, plastic come, we can see through Disco music, jazz loops
You'll be looking for my range, gold chains and my strap And I can act conscious, but if we talk politics You'll notice that I'm out of the loop, cause
