paroles de chanson Roped Off (feat. Problem & Boogie) - Problem , Boogie , The Game
Compton
boulevard,
Wilmington
Rosecrans,
Central
Don't
get
this
motherfucker
roped
off
Don't
get
this
motherfucker
roped
off
Compton
boulevard,
Wilmington
Rosecrans,
Central
Y'all
gon'
get
this
motherfucker
roped
off
Y'all
gon'
get
this
motherfucker
roped
off
Posted
on
Brazil
and
Wilmington
Red
flag,
red
khakis,
red
Pendleton
Cold
steel
got
'em
trembling
Stomp
a
nigga
out
(In
what?)
in
my
Timberlands
Red
dot
on
your
head,
nigga
Either
you
work
at
7/11
or
you
dead,
nigga
Your
auntie
stay
around
here
but
you
don't
Your
cousins
might
make
it
out
the
hood,
but
nigga
you
won't
Fresh
out
the
barber
shop,
RIP
to
G
man
West
Side
Bompton,
my
city's
been
on
C-SPAN
My
hood's
been
on
CNN,
my
hood's
been
on
watch
My
city's
in
the
middle
of
Long
Beach
and
Watts
I'm
at
the
Tam's
Burgers,
eating
fries
Now
how
many
niggas
done
died
eating
number
5?
Been
shot
a
couple
times,
but
I'm
alive
Hub
City
hustler,
I'll
show
you
how
to
survive,
nigga
Compton
boulevard,
Wilmington
Rosecrans,
Central
Don't
get
this
motherfucker
roped
off
Don't
get
this
motherfucker
roped
off
Compton
boulevard,
Wilmington
Rosecrans,
Central
Y'all
gon'
get
this
motherfucker
roped
off
Y'all
gon'
get
this
motherfucker
roped
off
Wear
Chucks,
don't
gang
bang,
I
fuck
baddies
I'll
show
you
how
to
stuff
100
P's
in
turkey
baggies
Rubber
gloves,
dark
spray,
no
khakis
Riding
steel,
tell
Jesus
fall
flabby
L's
come
bro
I'm
relapsing
to
the
old
days
In
and
out
of
[?]
middle
man
and
the
cocaine
Finger
on
the
trigger
cause
niggas
ain't
trynna
fight
And
bitches
ain't
shit,
so
niggas
ain't
trynna
wife
nothing
Who
needs
love?
Million
dollar
weed
plugs
Heart
cold
as
Sunset,
RIP
to
Key
Club
Hoes
never
ease
up,
D2B
Nigga
thought
he
was
a
foolie
'til
he
seen
me!
West
Side
baby,
ain't
tripping
off
nothin'
Going
out
a
winner
like
Peyton
Still
100,
like
Daytons,
gold
or
the
chrome
Same
'til
a
nigga
gone
like
Martin
and
Jerome
Compton
Boulevard,
Wilmington,
Rosecrans,
Central
Don't
get
this
motherfucker
roped
off
Don't
get
this
motherfucker
roped
off
Compton
Boulevard,
Wilmington,
Rosecrans,
Central
Ya'll
gon'
get
this
motherfucker
roped
off
Ya'll
gon'
get
this
motherfucker
roped
off
Aye
man,
just
tell
God
come
and
lift
me
Come
and
talk
to
the
devil,
man
this
nigga
stay
busy
Don't
ever
get
it
twisted,
just
cause
we
don't
wear
Dickies
You
ain't
heard
of
Mausberg,
you
know
you
ain't
from
the
city
Man,
I
was
born
in
this
problem
We
thought
we
knew
the
answer
way
before
we
seen
options
Do
you
know
the
feeling
to
have
niggas
out
watching
With
your
kid
out
shopping,
you
gon'
still
yell
"Bompton!"?
Man,
I
done
lost
hope
Hope
you
a
Thug
to
the
Bone
when
we
Cross
Roads
Too
many
RIP
shirts
around
your
turf,
wait
We
trying
to
figure
why
ya'll
got
mid
in
the
first
place
Wait,
wait,
wait,
wait,
wait.
Know
my
niggas
on
the
wait
Wait,
wait,
wait.
Know
somebody
gonna
pay
Finna
hit
Stanford,
man
I
just
left
the
A
We
don't
recognize
your
car,
you
ain't
coming
in
the
gate
On
West
Side
Bompton
Compton
Boulevard,
Wilmington,
Rosecrans,
Central
Don't
get
this
motherfucker
roped
off
Don't
get
this
motherfucker
roped
off
Compton
Boulevard,
Wilmington,
Rosecrans,
Central
Ya'll
gon'
get
this
motherfucker
roped
off
Ya'll
gon'
get
this
motherfucker
roped
off
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