Traduction: Moyens. Ouvrir les portes.
silent Throw open the gates [x4] Looking further down this road Underneath the rubble of a thousand kingdoms Underneath the world you are throwing open the gates
Nigga like me, I'm bout knocking out teeth Know I'm saying, I'll loose your grill A nigga coming down, in the Coupe Deville Looking gravy, looking real throwed
me forsaken Caught up in the doom prepare for Satan We facing a situation while I'm drunk and scared Heavily sedated wonder will I make it to the pearly gates
it's an ice cream truck, I can see why they fret I already ran over two hoes and I ain't get up the fucking drive way yet Soon as I open the door, you
Verse 17: E-40] The Bay Area, f**kers we proper Open you up if you got a problem Uh uh, born in California Clean your clock, open your can of tuna Make
blood [Verse 17: E-40] The Bay Area, f**kers we proper Open you up if you got a problem Uh uh, born in California Clean your clock, open your can of
spilt a drink on my cream wallows Reach the gate, hungry just ate Riffin, she got to be to work by eight This must mean she ain't tryin to wait Conversate
a drink on my cream Wallows Reach the gate, hungry just ate Riffin, she got to be to work by eight This must mean she ain't tryin to wait Conversate,
to wear it out or whatever (kssss) The bitch told me she wanted me to shit on her! (*laughing*) Ya know shit I was like whatchu mean shit? I mean I might
swallow (uh-huh) Man She split a drink on my cream Wallows Reach the gate, hungry just ate Riffin, she got to be to work by eight This must mean she ain
it The candys back the city never [?] [?] take a nap Wanna hit the block [?] dreaming to get away [?] Yelawolf go get the whip I go this Open the gate
Call up any n-gga who come that and try to fit in I send them away Yelawolf go get the whip I got this I open the gate aint no way they could stop this
