Paroles de la musique "Picture Me Rollin'" par 2Pac
[Intro| 2Pac & Danny Boy]
Yeah, clear enough for ya? (Is that right?!)
Hahahaha (Yeah)
Tsh, hehehe
Why niggas look mad? (Is that right?)
Y'all supposed to be happy I'm free
Y'all niggas look like y'all wanted me to stay in jail, hehehe
Hoe bustas!
Yeah, clear enough for ya? (Is that right?!)
Hahahaha (Yeah)
Tsh, hehehe
Why niggas look mad? (Is that right?)
Y'all supposed to be happy I'm free
Y'all niggas look like y'all wanted me to stay in jail, hehehe
Hoe bustas!
[Verse 1| 2Pac]
Picture me rollin' in my 500 Benz
I got no love for these niggas, there's no need to be friends
They got me under surveillance, I swear somebody be tellin'
Know there's dope bein' sold, but I ain't the one sellin'
Don't want to be another number
I gotta puff a gang of weed to keep from goin' under
The federales wanna see me dead, niggas put prices on my head
Now I got two Rottweilers by my bed, I feed 'em lead
Now I'm released, how will I live?
Will God forgive me for all the dirt a nigga did, to feed kids?
One life to live, it's so hard to be positive
When niggas shootin' at your crib (At your crib)
Mama, I'm still thuggin', the world is a war zone
My homies is inmates, and most of 'em dead wrong
Full grown, finally a man, just schemin' on ways
To put some green inside the palms of my empty hands
Just picture me rollin'
Flossin' a Benz on rims that isn't stolen
My dreams is censored, my hopes are gone (Yeah)
I'm like a fiend that finally sees when all the dope is gone (Yeah)
My nerves is wrecked, heart beatin' and my hands are swollen (Swollen)
Thinkin' of the G's I'll be holdin'; picture me rollin'
Picture me rollin' in my 500 Benz
I got no love for these niggas, there's no need to be friends
They got me under surveillance, I swear somebody be tellin'
Know there's dope bein' sold, but I ain't the one sellin'
Don't want to be another number
I gotta puff a gang of weed to keep from goin' under
The federales wanna see me dead, niggas put prices on my head
Now I got two Rottweilers by my bed, I feed 'em lead
Now I'm released, how will I live?
Will God forgive me for all the dirt a nigga did, to feed kids?
One life to live, it's so hard to be positive
When niggas shootin' at your crib (At your crib)
Mama, I'm still thuggin', the world is a war zone
My homies is inmates, and most of 'em dead wrong
Full grown, finally a man, just schemin' on ways
To put some green inside the palms of my empty hands
Just picture me rollin'
Flossin' a Benz on rims that isn't stolen
My dreams is censored, my hopes are gone (Yeah)
I'm like a fiend that finally sees when all the dope is gone (Yeah)
My nerves is wrecked, heart beatin' and my hands are swollen (Swollen)
Thinkin' of the G's I'll be holdin'; picture me rollin'
[Refrain| Danny Boy Steward]
Picture me rollin'
Picture me rollin'
Picture me, picture me rollin'
Picture me rollin'
Ooh wee
Picture me rollin'
Picture me rollin'
Picture me, picture me rollin'
Picture me rollin'
Ooh wee
[2Pac during Refrain]
Can you see me now, hehe?
Move to the side a little bit so you can get a clear picture
Can you see it? Heha
Picture me rollin'
Yeah, nigga!
Ayy, but peep how my nigga Syke do it to you
Guess who's back?
Can you see me now, hehe?
Move to the side a little bit so you can get a clear picture
Can you see it? Heha
Picture me rollin'
Yeah, nigga!
Ayy, but peep how my nigga Syke do it to you
Guess who's back?
[Verse 2| Big Syke]
I got keys comin' from overseas
Cost a nigga 200 G's
I'm a street commando, Nino for example
This lavish lifestyle is hard to handle
So I got to floss 'cause I'm more like a boss player
Thug, branded to be a women-layer (Women-layer)
So many player haters, imitators steady swangin' (Ohh)
Make me wanna start back bangin'
So I'm caught up in the game, dress code changed
Packin' forty Glocks, contain 'em or rearrange (Yeah)
All that jealousy and envy comin' from my enemies
While I'm sippin' on Rémy
In front of black Lexus, Chevy's on the roam (Ohh)
'96 big body, sittin' on chrome (Ohh)
As we head up out the zone, stone-facin' is on
You can admire, but don't look too long
I'm livin' a dream with triple beams and my pockets bulgin'
It's hard to imagine, picture me rollin'!
I got keys comin' from overseas
Cost a nigga 200 G's
I'm a street commando, Nino for example
This lavish lifestyle is hard to handle
So I got to floss 'cause I'm more like a boss player
Thug, branded to be a women-layer (Women-layer)
So many player haters, imitators steady swangin' (Ohh)
Make me wanna start back bangin'
So I'm caught up in the game, dress code changed
Packin' forty Glocks, contain 'em or rearrange (Yeah)
All that jealousy and envy comin' from my enemies
While I'm sippin' on Rémy
In front of black Lexus, Chevy's on the roam (Ohh)
'96 big body, sittin' on chrome (Ohh)
As we head up out the zone, stone-facin' is on
You can admire, but don't look too long
I'm livin' a dream with triple beams and my pockets bulgin'
It's hard to imagine, picture me rollin'!
[Refrain| Danny Boy Steward]
Picture me rollin'
Picture, picture me rollin'
Picture me rollin'
Ooh wee, picture me rollin'
Picture me
Ooh wee, picture me
Picture me rollin'
Picture, picture me rollin'
Picture me rollin'
Ooh wee, picture me rollin'
Picture me
Ooh wee, picture me
[Verse 3| CPO]
I gots to get the fuck up in it (Why?), formulate a caper (Caper)
'Cause a nigga straight sufferin' from lack of havin' paper (Paper)
My bitch finna have a bastard, see? (Hmm)
So I needs to hit a lick, drastically (Shit)
I see some ballin'-ass niggas, and they slippin' in my spot
And, uh (Uh), diggin' the plots (Say what?)
Checkin' in the park, Pac (Uh-huh)
I gots to get the fuck up in it (Why?), formulate a caper (Caper)
'Cause a nigga straight sufferin' from lack of havin' paper (Paper)
My bitch finna have a bastard, see? (Hmm)
So I needs to hit a lick, drastically (Shit)
I see some ballin'-ass niggas, and they slippin' in my spot
And, uh (Uh), diggin' the plots (Say what?)
Checkin' in the park, Pac (Uh-huh)
[Verse 4| 2Pac]
We caught him sleepin', he didn't peep you niggas creepin'?
This how we do it every weekend
And I dump for madness, it's time to count the profit
CPO, you got the bomb spot, nigga, time to clock it (Right)
I get the liquor, and you can get the females
This crooked shit that we inflictin', gettin' street sales
We caught him sleepin', he didn't peep you niggas creepin'?
This how we do it every weekend
And I dump for madness, it's time to count the profit
CPO, you got the bomb spot, nigga, time to clock it (Right)
I get the liquor, and you can get the females
This crooked shit that we inflictin', gettin' street sales
[Verse 5| CPO]
Move smooth as a motherfucker (As a motherfucker), me and my nine
I'm cool as a motherfucker (Hah), I'ma get mine
Now we satisfied, got the pockets on swolen
Boss Hogg and this Pac nigga (Pac nigga), picture us rollin' (Uh-huh)
Move smooth as a motherfucker (As a motherfucker), me and my nine
I'm cool as a motherfucker (Hah), I'ma get mine
Now we satisfied, got the pockets on swolen
Boss Hogg and this Pac nigga (Pac nigga), picture us rollin' (Uh-huh)
[Refrain| Danny Boy Steward]
Picture me rollin'
Picture me
Picture me rollin'
Picture me rollin'
Picture me rollin'
Picture me
Picture me rollin'
Picture me rollin'
[Outro| 2Pac]
Hehehehe
Is y'all ready for me?
Picture me rollin' roll call
You know, there's some muhfuckers out there
I just could not forget 'bout
I wanna make sure they can see me
Number one on my list: Clinton Correctional Facilities
All you bitch-ass CO's
Can you niggas see me from there?
Ballin' on y'all punk-ass!
Hahahaha!
Picture me rollin', baby!
Yeah, all them niggas up in them cell blocks
I told y'all niggas when I come home it's on, heh
That's right, nigga, picture me rollin' (Ohh)
Oh, I forgot! The DA
Yeah, that bitch had a lot to talk about in court (Ooh wee)
Can the hoe see me from here?
Can you see me, hoe?
Picture me rollin' (Picture me rollin')
And all you punk police, can you see me? (Picture me)
Am I clear to you? (Picture me)
Picture me rollin', nigga, legit
Free like O.J. all day, you can't stop me
You know I got my niggas up in this motherfucker (Ooh wee)
Manute, Pain, Syke, Bogart, Mopreme
It's sad, dog, but it's alright
Can you picture us rollin'?
Can you see me, hoe? Hehe
Is y'all ready for me? We up out this bitch
Any time y'all wanna see me again
Rewind this track right here
Close your eyes, and picture me rollin' (Yeah, roll, yeah)
Hehehehe
Is y'all ready for me?
Picture me rollin' roll call
You know, there's some muhfuckers out there
I just could not forget 'bout
I wanna make sure they can see me
Number one on my list: Clinton Correctional Facilities
All you bitch-ass CO's
Can you niggas see me from there?
Ballin' on y'all punk-ass!
Hahahaha!
Picture me rollin', baby!
Yeah, all them niggas up in them cell blocks
I told y'all niggas when I come home it's on, heh
That's right, nigga, picture me rollin' (Ohh)
Oh, I forgot! The DA
Yeah, that bitch had a lot to talk about in court (Ooh wee)
Can the hoe see me from here?
Can you see me, hoe?
Picture me rollin' (Picture me rollin')
And all you punk police, can you see me? (Picture me)
Am I clear to you? (Picture me)
Picture me rollin', nigga, legit
Free like O.J. all day, you can't stop me
You know I got my niggas up in this motherfucker (Ooh wee)
Manute, Pain, Syke, Bogart, Mopreme
It's sad, dog, but it's alright
Can you picture us rollin'?
Can you see me, hoe? Hehe
Is y'all ready for me? We up out this bitch
Any time y'all wanna see me again
Rewind this track right here
Close your eyes, and picture me rollin' (Yeah, roll, yeah)
