paroles de chanson Rollin, Drinkin - Bone Thugs-n-Harmony
(Now
we
the
motherfuckers
that's
gon'
keep
it
gangsta
up
in
here)
Rollin,
smokin
yeah,
rollin
(Yeah,
smokin
and
drinkin,
I'm
feelin
fine,
praise
God)
Rollin,
smokin,
rollin
(nine
nine
nine
nine,
yeah)
Rollin,
rollin,
rollin,
rollin
(drinkin
yeahhhh)
Rollin,
rollin,
rollin,
smokin
yeahhhh
(drinkin)
Rollin,
rollin,
rollin,
rollin,
rollin,
smokin
yeahhhh
Rollin,
rollin,
rollin,
rollin,
rollin,
smokin
yeahhhh
Rollin,
smokin,
drinkin,
drinkin
Tonight's
the
night
that
I
close
the
bar,
shakin
this
life
ain't
hard
to
do
I
sit
and
I
stare
from
across
the
room,
contemplate
drinkin
all
this
Goose
After
that
it
be
Absolut,
I
did
what
I
thought
I
had
to
do
My
book
told
me
I
had
no
clue,
I
guess
I
was
{?}
have
to
view
Chasin
cash
and
livin
fast
is
the
only
way
that
I
know
And
up
until
now
I
had
no
doubts,
I
thought
it
was
I
say
go
Livin
the
fly
way
so
long,
on
the
highway
hold
on
How
did
my
way
go
wrong?
But
it's
Friday
so
gone
(pour
me
a
drink)
I'm
finna
indulge
a
bit
cause
real
life
on
some
other
shit
When
I
had
it
they
loved
them
gifts,
it's
fucked
up
how
the
game'll
shift
Explain
to
me,
why
everythang
wanna
change
on
me,
it's
plain
to
see
When
I
was
up
you
was
down
for
me,
gotta
have
a
drink
'fore
it's
time
to
sleep
Gotta
be
around
the
beat,
cause
music
is
poppin
with
plenty
of
action
Pretty
women
and
Hennessy,
the
beautiful
ones
that's
keepin
it
crackin
Even
though
they
dimes,
you
the
only
one
on
my
mind
Even
though
they
dimes,
you
the
only
one
on
my
mind
girl
I
struggle
to
bubble
so
make
me
a
double
I
promise
bartender
I
won't
give
no
trouble
I
know
I'm
a
rebel
that
been
on
the
hustle
It's
really
no
worries,
ain't
facin
no
muscle
And
I
don't
wanna
argue,
so
do
somethin
to
make
me
feel
better
I
promise
this
stuff
right
here,
really
do
make
me
chill
better
Live
better,
act
smart,
I
ain't
trippin
out
cause
I
got
heart
Drink
the
whole
fifth
without
flippin
out,
that
right
there
now
that's
art
And
plus
I'm
already
in
trouble
for
some
real
drama
And
plus
this
life
I
lead
got
me
thinkin
about
my
lil'
mama
She
won't
return
my
calls...
She
won't
return
my
calls,
y'all
I'm
startin
to
wonder
if
she
love
me
at
all
Startin
to
question
if
she
love
me
at
all
Cause
I've
been
callin,
callin.
And
I've
been
dialin,
dialin.
This
club
is
too
crowded,
crowded.
It
feel
like
I'm
drownin,
drownin;
tryin
to
get
the
fuck
up
out
it
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