Correction Paroles Intro For Roger (Live) par DJ Quik

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The stuff I've seen, it was inevitable, I'll be a businessman
I even know that I would get resistance whenever I took the stand
Now, this is how your street works, everybody hates each other
Until they in each others' face
Then they be cousins, brothers and loved ones
It's all just a race
To see who grab the most nuts and get back to the house in one place
You n***as wanna be on squirrel time, I'm on around the world time
'Til I gotta comе back from court, talk to my kids and they're fine
This is my intro
I talk to Chingy, comin' blingy this timе
Showin' off my hands and reach out and showin' you my mind
This is for Roger Troutman, he helped me when I was so blind
To see a time, might freak out on me at an opportune time
I shoulda seen it comin'

n***as tryna talk me outta this sh*t (What?)
I'm tryna put this n***a outta this b*t*h (Ooh)
He f**kin' with my chips, I gotta resist (What?)
I'm tryna put this n***a outta this b*t*h (Oh)
n***as tryna talk me outta this sh*t (What?)
I'm tryna put this hooker outta this b*t*h (Ooh)
She f**kin' with my chips, I gotta resist (What?)
I'm tryna put this hooker out

I live in Los Angeles, California
It's the most beautiful sunset 'til cowards run up on ya
And then it's curtains
You hurtin' from what your mouth been done blurtin'
Where you don't love who you squirtin' 'cause she just might be workin'
I ain't scared of a f**kin' thing, I'ma ride it for certain
Check the homies with self esteem problems, give 'em some Jergens
b*t*h problems leak into love for the homies
Leak into something for the homie, leak into drugs
Now he just be lurkin'
My best friend's dead, my heart is a stone
My soul ain't even mine to own, they say it's a loan
And I feel sorry for any n***a that diss me in song
I'm pullin' with pistols, pistols and crystals, you gone
It's premeditated

Now n***as tryna talk me outta this sh*t (What?)
I'm tryna put this n***a outta this b*t*h (Ooh)
He f**kin' with my chips, I gotta resist (What?)
I'm tryna pimp this n***a outta this b*t*h (Oh)
n***as tryna talk me outta this sh*t (What?)
I'm tryna put this hooker outta this b*t*h (Oh)
She f**kin' with my chips, I gotta resist (What?)
I'm tryna put this hooker out

Now, when I say "Hollywood" y'all say "Cali"
Holllywood (Cali), Hollywood (Cali)
When I say "Westside" y'all say "Eastside"
Westside (Eastside), Westside (Eastside)
When I say "Gangstas" y'all say "Killas"
Gangstas (Killas), Gangstas (Killas)
When I say "Hip-Hop" y'all say "Don't Stop"
Hip-Hop (Don't Stop), Hip-Hop (Don't Stop)

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