Текст песни Rollin' N' Smokin'

I got nice in my life
Niggers star
Don't wanna die in my limo ride
I got nice in my life
As for niggers star
Don't wanna die in my limo ride

Real niggers don't die
Multiply like timetables
Turn timetables .. label
To laugh at all the bad bullshit
That happened to me
It was like .. dog was playin me in that movie
The homey got shut a whole of questions and no answers
Shit I even .. chill when my mother got cancer
Life through me a .. ball
I've been through a lot of shit
I've smoked .. for three months
Cause I just …
Timetables are turning
I'm gonna get that nigger back
.. tribulations
Life don't last long
So nigger last
As long as it is the song
Now I'm in my wimp
Count .. with your bitch
I haven't smoke the .. for a while
And I'm about to take my first hit
Some sticky … purple..
Sit back and think a moment
Let me think of the past
While I'm rollin

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Rollin in my wimp … with your bitch
Smokin see HAOR I see
Holdin … in these streets never sleep
Rollin real niggers no VIP
I got nice in my life
Niggers star
Don't wanna die in my limo ride
I got nice in my life
As for niggers star
Don't wanna die in my limo ride

I did what I did to survive
Doing … who the fuck would
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Have ever thought that bullet was mine
But it was now my blood covers my face in …
Is in the back of my head …
Thought was day no doubt
.. plus I didn't wanna die
It's like I …
Really can use it now
Can you help me find
The true meaning of a life …
.. slow me down
.. kill me now
Should have did it back then
Speed and clear
.. take a deep breath nigger
Let's reflect
Show me some respect
Are you ready for the mother fucker ..
Cause I'm about to let this bitch explode
Let's roll

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See I have lost a lot of homeys
In this concrete joke
It's hell on the streets
Niggers try to bubble
But they fumble
Was some dope shit
Like what the fuck happened
And I told you .. Lucky I'm raping
I got .. scar, was stubbed and shut
I got ak47 confiscated by cops
Damn
Break myself to make better
Your own daughter see me going to jail
Bullshit … died in 97
.. Machiavelli and ghetto …
My kids inside …
They are having nightmares
Dreaming that dad is there
But I'm alive and kicking baby
Daddy didn't die
When I see you again daddy gonna hold you real tight
But until then .. streets ready to blast
.. reflect on the past
While I'm rolling

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