Traduction: King Just. Round em 'Up.
I'd be damn, if I take a fuckin ugly bitch home Roam through the ancient tomb of doom A metamorphosis, that becomes a cocoon [Chorus] Round 'em up, move 'em up, lay 'em
, numb you up, leave your body, bed ridden And when I hook it to the left, it's like I'm bendin' corners Get up in ya, get up on ya, hot, as Arizona Here
this place So I'm up all night long Really I'm in outterspace Really I ain't got no home Really I'm a saint Bet I'm blown, Bet I'm thrown, up to the sky
a yacht so we on it and drinks are pourin hoes admire my clothes cause I got louis features on em, LiFE just like a movie plus the special features em
's Muthafucka's just mad at me ckuz they diamonds ain't up in cluster's! Too many times I done paid my dues Even today I'm still payin em fool! (Could
been floating round in the air I 'sposed to said some disrespectful shit, now you hate a playa And to that skinny bitch with the rigid gold, you need to shut the hell up
it out, mmm-hmm Like a nigga be smoking up on, good green fur Fucking em up in the first round, yes sir I'm just so cold, I make a nigga say burr Gripping a round
pain round here I cheering a smoke ass, we don't play games round here Everybody living wild, nobody tame round here On they click em juice, with evil in they brain round
I don't play! (don't play) Chicks call me "Drama King" like Kay Slay (Kay Slay) Cuz in the bed I bring it - Yeah! Night & day. (day) Lettin' rounds off in em
) [Hook: Chingy] Throw yo hood up if you representin (Northside, Westside, Southside, Eastside) All my fly day numbered, hustlas baby Throw yo hood up
bail sheets It ain't no telling if I wake up in the county in my jail sheets My intuitions and ambitions up in the late night Probably involves me comin up with just
love affair, wit' violence and guns So this is for them gangstas, rep' where you from When I got O'd up, my heart turned colder That's why the mac react like a king
em up paint a ten clear coats, to make it shine make me circle through the neighborhood 55 times with my gas tank full, drank a boor fall up in the park
was you I would duck or get struck like lighting fighters Keep fighting Put your lighters up Point em' skyward UH! Had a dream I was king I woke up Still king
make the steak then, bitch nigga. Bitch, nigga talkin'. This is how money sound. I'm just chillin' but my money still runnin 'round. Yeah, and I just
Hit A Foul, A Hot Guy Does Hip-Hop Flyies Are Knockin Up, Out The Park And After The Game We Gone Meet Up After Dark Vrooom On A Yamaha Chromed Out