Traduction: Notes Cool. Spend The Night.
Lit it up wit my nephew.and now i'm floatin.My crown is broaken.soakin up my soal.sippen styraphone cups.choken now i'm low.If you ridden on us dats cool
the gold Some say I'm too drunk, some say I'm too blowed Hold the kilos, and watch the weeds grow And stacking c-note, on top of c-note And ooh, my mama
Take notes when I speak Shit is cruical I am highly educated I'm 'bout to school ya I'm on to next wee shit It ain't cool yet I got the bitches leakin
and drugs I'm leaning over, but still a soldier Pimp my pen, like I'm suppose to Nothing but the finest, light green doja Got it from C-Note, from the
cops, if you trespass You done fucked up now No busting in the sky first one through your thigh, second ones a chest blast I done lucked you out now [Z-Ro] Niggas be cool
Ro, that's on my soul Finally, I found me [Hook - 2x] Man fuck, finally I found me Man fuck you hoes, I found me [Z-Ro] I use to be a cool cat Now a
by the white man's hand I don't think I'm living to die, but I'm dying to live up under the stress Fin to lose my cool so come out even to have you rest
been through And the times that I've been livin on this here fucked up Earth Well I'm sorry to let you know that it ain't, haha Cool & Dre watup, yeah
wanna do, And if y'all don't like it, well then fuck you too! People don't know unless you tell them so But it was cool when we were just in the ghetto
[Note: Brother Marquis does all the verses.] My seven bizzos...Seven days, seven ways, that's too much...My seven bizzos... On Monday there's Melissa,
Intro: *the first three notes of Taps plays* M.A. Parks, C57797, you have a visitor Right there, stall three Hi baby. Whassup honey? Hey you know it
make the switch to call a girl a bitch It probably happened when you first started rappin' and when you know that you were stuck with Beavis now leave us on a note
profit Shorty get to working my nerves, she need to stop it Special investigate son, she jumping through my phone I wanna fucking be friend this is not want I want Shit was cool
sum dick, Dey said I sniff coke n co-cohay shit Man I don't get high Dey said I slept with tracy edmonds dat was uh cool lie, And da steroids musta made
my folk we ain't no joke don't turn this into a murder scene I'm paranoid, tone misquoted should not since my early teens but I'm drop that note, grab
J?suis naze, j? suis broc Dans ma tete ca fait « toc-toc », je note J?suis belle, j? suis classe Mais dans l? fond, y?a une masse T?es cool, t?es
