) You better slow your roll (rolll) What mama used to say, (slow your rolll) Keep it up young man (roll) A nigga shoots the same (slow your rolll) You better slow your roll
Übersetzung: Mac. Slow Ya Roll.
) You better slow your roll (Rolll) What mama used to say, (Slow your rolll) Keep it up young man (Roll) A nigga shoots the same (Slow your rolll) You better slow your roll
: [50 Cent Talking] 50 Ferrari F50 [Chorus] Shawty you dont have to take your pantys off Just move 'em to the side If you wanna ride on the roller coaster
through Mac-10, thirty two shot clip in my snorkel I might smile and say whats up but I don't fuck with you niggas My rap money slow up, I'll run up on
man and Prince was the killer Remember, he used to push the bulletproof BM, uh huh This here get ya seasick, I sat back and peeped shit The roll with
topic point blank It's jail ya better keep your shank Cause I got mine And I'm out on a solo creep (Uggga!) Your face hits the concrete You wanna roll
so fast from the draft so sneeze It's the nastiest, flashiest, turn girls to Massicast Cause I be giving them pain, it's a cold world Bernie Mac will
got me dressin' red as I wanna, I had her, you're stronger. The problem is you're dead as a coma. You sickin' me, but I?m right here to put the medicine on ya
kill your click and will kill your brain if you can't maintain Better slow your roll boy money hungry ain't no ho boy That's for sure boy and ya know
potion Pull a rover over by some hoes make noise Roll ya body like a snake slow for all my boya'z wizzle hotter than ya hottest gat but so poised Bodies
] Beyond a, Reasonable Doubt I'm gangsta, won't hesitate to put the heat to ya mouth Peep me out, tie up ya chick for them ki's in ya couch We get money
{Yo yo Ice whats poppin' G I'm just coolin' out Shinning Mac, I was listening to your demo tapes Yo man you sound kinda hyped man, yo' gonna blow up this
the topic point blank It's jail ya better keep your shank 'Cause I got mine and I'm out on a solo creep Your face hits the concrete You wanna roll with
[ ROUND 1: Randy Mac ] Let's get it straight for the '89 tip Randy Mac is clockin a stupid grip On the party track I'm cold lampin But when the Syndicate rolls
track like Pharrel, Na'mean? Your money slow mo My money like pro mo Giving autographs with the cash no photos Flow sicker than Polio Hit it from the back guarantee to give ya
the pieces to your vest We releasers of ya stress..ease ya pain Put this pistol in your mouth, you'll never need them trees again The one ya momma warned ya
strapped, put my pistol on shoot Mac take ya "Juice" like Bishop on the roof I had ya pissin' in ya trunk like a roof Bullets hit ya chest like a blunt rolled
