masses Asleep at the wheel unaware of the madness Concealing the daggers edge behind a veil of deception We are standing on the edge of a new world We are standing
Перевод: Rob Rock. Постоянного.
ma make it hot, baby (baby) [Verse 1: 50 Cent] I apply pressure to pussies that stuntin I pop Stand alone squeezin my pistol I'm sure that I gotta Now Peter Piper picked peppers and dont rock
done wit it, yo let me hit it Bitches know how I come, I bring the cock wit it All of the thug piece you know I gotta rock wit it I ear plane the hoe
year There’s girls that’s rubbing butts around the room Fellas feeling good cause the gates is boom Zoom to the doom of a sugarplum toon Me, busta, and brown is gonna rock
my pennies, only got a bag fulla twenties [Chorus] Listen, these feds fishin for this extradition I'm on a mission, fuck em, fight em, dine em, ditch em I gotta kick rocks
[Puff Intro] Yeah The old school To the new school Bad Boy, remix, let's go [Black Rob] Like that Black gon' slide with Mike Jack Puff done remixed one
f/ Black Rob, Loon [P. Diddy) Uhh, yeah, you know what it is [Black Rob] Aiyyo, back on the scene Ain't nuthin' changed Still doin' wild things Whippin
Yeah, Scott Storch [The Game] Yo I'm hoping out a Phantom with a' iced out medallion Stallions on both arms, rocks on both charms My Dominican chick
brother hype Make him break dance- ha, maybe not Lemme get the crowd jumpin' Let me him 'em with the brand new funk or somethin' I'm like Rob Base- I wanna rock
Grand Larceny Grand Larceny Just give me a beat, give me a stage to stand on I know that none y'all ever planned on A dude from L.A. who could rock
tha month, gotta grind gotta get mine In the hood that I claim I slang on that double 9-9 Gotta find them dubs, gonna get a forty, can a thug get love? What's up? Try to stand
wits The streets have come back, real fast on that ass feel me 'Cause I don't wanna be broke no more Standing in front of the liquor store, with rocks
't know where you are? It can't be over It ain't over with nigga, what you talkin' bout? Nigga gimme a drink And tha haters can't stand it They can't
'er body scream'n slow down but where the hell is slow of course We be them up-close, live, and in person Might look like the type that be rob'n them
flee I give a nigga, one test now it's one less That's how easily you can be eliminated Program to scan rock jams Get down from where I stand to Scotland
my son and he aint even born yet Warm tech sittin on my L A P in the L A C riding round with a whole pound of that LA weed And im standing sharp please
