Текст песни Lincoln - Explicit Album Version - The Internet feat. Left Brain & Mike G
I
was
rollin'
through
the
ghetto
In
my
Lincoln
Continental
Blowin'
Kush
smoke
out
the
window
What
you
think
my
windows
tint
for?
It
go
drastic
Measures
in
a
tale
so
tragic
Follow
formula
64
as
you
trail
my
tracks
Bitch,
there's
nothin'
more
pleasant
than
gettin'
paid
on
point
Pretty
bitches
with
gold
grills
just
to
hold
my
joints
I
make
'em
plead
As
the
director
says
scene
New
words,
don't
say
my
name
I
just
make
'em
say
king
Four
rings
on
that
motherfuckin'
wood
grain
wheel
Raw,
I'm
Johnny
Law,
but
you
should
check
my
appeal
Once
upon
a
time
not
too
far
back
There
was
a
young
wolf
pack
That
grew
up
in
a
lack
Syd
left
King
And
Ace
played
Black
Jack
Bitches
be
talkin'
shit
That's
how
you
end
up
smacked
I'm
after
chips
And
if
we
eating
then
I'm
after
your
bitch
Ain't
no
cost,
just
pimpin'
player
You
should
be
after
the
risk
We
winnin'
like
there
ain't
no
other
way
to
play
the
game
All
I
hang
around
is
zeros
Figure
my
checks
should
look
the
same
I
was
rollin'
through
the
ghetto
In
my
Lincoln
Continental
Blowin'
Kush
smoke
out
the
window
What
you
think
my
windows
tint
fo'?
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