Übersetzung: Casino. Win.
around the back and get it crackin' And all the bottles wrapped in cellophane [?] Hundred grand, Nickle F, that nigga's the next to win Virgina go rep
whoa Steady, heavy like the 5-2 Chevy Niggas ain't ready, I turn out your lights like Teddy Roll like dice in the casino Known to spit lava, Heat like
league, niggas never catch me And I sport fly shit, I should win the ESPY (Baby I, I said I sport fly shit, I should win the Espy... I'm really in another
me though, homie I might do it Check my track record, the feelin go right to it It was easy for me, I was born to win You was born to hate me, you should
on the table just to see if any fools wanna do it next I got games galore, I got game for sure And when I win I spit game to whores (yep) Or double it
s on [Ras Kass] Why you cummin up short like a million midgets masturbatin Mascaradin as the most murderous madman militia my nigga Twista told me Monopolize, strategize, maximize, make money to win
: Hey, wait a minute Something just ain't right Hey, wait a minute Something's just not fair I was supposed to win the lottery I'm supposed to be a millionaire
, whoa Steady, heavy like the 5-2 Chevy Niggas ain't ready, I turn out your lights like Teddy Roll like dice in the casino Known to spit lava, Heat like
Fo' wheel machines like ya wits scream Kids fiend from the urban to sub-urban Roll upon me thirstin like: Hey, hey, Mister Dream-Merchant We roll longer than dice in a casino
screen Fo' wheel machines like ya wits scream, kids fiend From the urban to sub-urban Roll upon me thirstin' like "Hey, hey, Mister Dream-Merchant" We roll longer than dice in a casino
I was Mike Hewitt Don't test me though, homie I might do it Check my track record, the feelin' go right to it It was easy for me, I was born to win
me I see this rap shit ain't brought me nathin but a 50 couple of mo hoes and major playa hatin a nigga can't win for losin I'm might be choosin
Hey, wait a minute something just ain't right hey, wait a minute Something's just not fair I was supposed to win the lottery I'm supposed to be a millionaire
, couple ran away To the the top of the we like plan away Shit wicked in these mean streets None of my friends speak We all try to win But then again
of my block There was a couple of people standing outside of the barber shop It was Lawrence, my barber, and Franny He yelled out Hey, Prince, you can win
'm gone Motherfuckers fear me, I blow up spots like Ed Leary Violent pro's even with guns like Sharon Stone Mack ass nigga strikes again, chalk my win
This is the Pendemic, yo Yeah, we get it poppin', them hammers go, the Spanish bro 'Crucial Conflict', I'm 'Do or Die' with the flow, yeah Joe Pesci in 'Casino
