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Traffic Dealer

governed by his pride In a smoky little room Shadows moving in the gloom Someone turns a running flush And breaks the deathly quiet hush Dealer, Dealer Dealer, Dealer Dealer, Dealer

your throat In the time it takes to heal The dealer's made another deal When he plays he plays for keeps And sweeps the spinning roulette wheel Dealer, Dealer

town boy Considered to be the realist Of all the other dealers He's a cocaine cowboy See they causin' a lot of havic In movin a lot of traffic From the

the shit out the Lakers And they'll kill you cuz Joe can't find Gary Payton Meanwhile the throne vacant and Da Band ain't makin it Shyne got a new deal

already runnin' from the cops and shit So I hopped out the car like the Dukes of Hazzard Then Clyde yells out 'You stupid bastard' Start runnin' through traffic

I got trap money cabin, it's 30 if you askin D trap money lavish, ain't gotta make it rappin Fruity bezel the cabbage, them country niggaz taxin Ballin like Maverick, blowin loud in the traffic

[Chorus: repeat 2X] Wheels is shinin.. deals we signin.. money's pilin.. Low, this is how we roll [John Cena] Catch me in the black 'llac truck with

. Tout le monde cherche du fric, logique de sa politique privatisee, Ils veulent legaliser, legaliser la Sensi, penaliser les jeunes deals de teci. L'indic du flic s'implique dans tous les traffics

true Somewhere a landlord's laughing till he wets his pants No one here dreams of being a doctor or a lawyer or anything they dream of dealing on the