gave me the green light, baby Put your glass up, pour a little more You already gave me the green light (Eskiboy, Roll Deep) I was lookin' for the green light
give me the green light baby Put your glass up (roll deep), pour a little more You already give me the green light (I'm giving you the green light) Put
Traduction: Roll Deep. Green Light.
me the green light baby Put your glass up (roll deep), pour a little more You already give me the green light (I'm giving you the green light) Put your
the scale) The plug has been lifted from the unjoint jar All cascade of black, perfume of the hour (In the ways of the scale) The past has been written, rolled
our kidneys All that codeine, weed and drugs I'm leaning over, but still a soldier Pimp my pen, like I'm suppose to Nothing but the finest, light green
22's with my socks with the butt hangin out the chalk You never seen time I travel across the mean crime My rolls like a million dollar bills folded in green
Mmmmmm Said I got the blues Said I got the blues Memphis City Blues [Verse 1] Light up the green Watch me light up the room Watch me light up the mic
M. woke in the mornin With Hen and caffine and green and nicotine No dough so pop a couple of doze Lil Ripsta, nigga Mista Clean Nigga Dean, deep in my
man You see him every morning The one you never give your money to You can sit there with your window rolled up Wondering when the lights going to turn green
Verse 3] [ Bobby Creekwater ] Yea, Bobby Creek.. know what im sayin.. the ice in the watch reflects the light to her the money quite green, and the ice light
on young blood Do you know we are ruled by T.V. The moon is dry blood beast Guerrilla bands are rolling numbers in the next block of green vine amassing
young blood Do you know we are ruled by T.V. The moon is a dry blood beast Guerilla bands are rolling numbers in the next block of green vine amassing
the industry now fuck superhead, And I might just fuck her too, If I ever catch her sliding or riding through the (Streets of Compton), Rolling down Green Leaf smoking on that green
Rain on my head, call that brainstorming Yeah this is deep, but oh, I go deeper Make you lose yourself, and finders keepers It go green light, go Weezy