part 1: have i failed have i become unworthy what's this unwarranted distrust in my abilities have i failed stretch in progression, kill the thirst
Traduction: Grade. Pocket Rocket.
part 1: have i failed have i become unworthy what's this unwarranted distrust in my abilities have i failed stretch in progression, kill the thirst for
if it was rainin tha block still got bled you don't work you don't eat that's what somebody said I was riding tha bus [? ] was riding red j-rock was
switches, middle finger for the police, nigga with an attitude, I will not let it die, four fingers up, two twisted for the westside. x2 (chorus) I used dribble the rock
x4] [Jay-Z:] Gotta bop like this Can't wear skinny jeans cause my knots don't fit No one on the corner gotta pocket like this So I rock Roc jeans cause
liquor was just filling the casket up floating down by his feet was the letter from his sister Second Grade hand-writing simply read "I miss ya" Suit jacket pocket
grade singing star spangled banner using proper manners learnt to handle anger animal behavior later on my block rocking with my jocks on eating Bon Ton chesse popcorn humming a KISS rock
[Nas] Third grade, singin Star Spandled Banner Using proper manners, learned to handle anger Animal behavior Later on my block rockin wit my jocks
true to Organized, cuz they raised me I'm also down with LaFace cuz L.A. Reid, yeah, he pays me And it's cool Yeah, it's real cool, gettin paid fat pockets
t the option Let's give u a option U go to your stash partna an I'll come out my pockets 2 hundred hundreds Dat like 20 grad Jus enough for me to buy
on the corner gotta bop like this Can't wear skinny jeans cause my knots don't fit No one on the corner gotta pocket like this So I rock Roc jeans cause
the corner"} Got a bop like this Can't wear skinny jeans cause my nines don't fit No one on the corner got a pocket like this So I rock Roc jeans cause
to do this, boy, you're takin' a risk 'Cause my voice sounds doper than a compact disc Styles and lyrics [Incomprehensible] in the pocket Stupid dope beats and Evil E rocks
hypes I was seeing more doe than I ever seen in my life I was rocking up eightballs and knowing the shake Kept a thousand in my pocket, twenty more in
) (yo gotti) money aint the option lets give u a option u go to ur stash partna an ill come out my pockets 2 hundred hundreds dat like 20 grad jus enough