歌手:Ghostface Killah
专辑:《Bulletproof Wallets》

作词 : Bailey, Coles, Cummings, Maman
Yo roll yo' roll
My roll my roll
Aiyo Maurice go to the store for me son

My roll tell that ***** Keisha come here

Tell that ***** Keisha come here man
Two dutches hollar hollar

****** rollin' for money over there dunn

It's on a breathin' it's slice on

I want that honey's bracelet
Gettin' it over there

Aiyo what's in it Three M's in the bank

Shoot it oh you gotta stop
Six ******* to the top

A four and better beat the five

I looked him in his eyes grabbed the dice
Son I'll five 'em better twice for ya ******' life
Money feed good all downs is a bet
Meanin' any money on the ground is a bet
Open up the pool get a dicin' room

Aight ******* use Pampers girls need a nice room

That's a six I told you that ***** ain't claustrophic
If you ass-bettin' you just bet yo' ass
Nah I got the money I even got one wit' me
And 'Von bring it too he on his way to come get me
He just hit me he'll be here in fifteen
With them two things grey Benz and maroon seats

I got a quarter-mil in each of my first sleeves
The rest is in my longjonhs boots and jeans
Come in the buildin' before I pay I wanna see a three
Come in the buildin' *****
Pop your collar do whatever you do best

Just pop your collar up the ladder to the hill of success

Aiyo aiyo aiyo he had three down and bet three M's
So you know what happened to him
He got three rounds we all ex-dealers

Ex-killers we gon' ride to the death for the skrilla

I hold my own and rep my ******
Always oil my guns and inspect my triggas
Sometimes I call my lawyer just to check my figures
He told me not to worry all cheques is clearin'
So **** my rhymes I got the best appearance

And I survive through project experiences
You wanna roll dice or roll and ride
No matter you gon' get holes inside
See you ******' with Theodore Dieni
You ******' with a metaphor King Pin
You ******' with him Wu-Tang
Wu you ******' with them
Dun do you wanna gun to make you slim
So I'ma pop my collar get my dollars

Pop all parlors and ******' with money scholars
Matter of fact I'm gonna **** with rockweilers
Pop your collar do whatever you do best

Get your dollar New York up the ladder to the hill of success
Pop your collar you know what we gonna do

Just pop your collar New York say no more New York say no more
Let off the Jackey Don rollin' the dice with a happy arm
Everything good money on wood
Bank stoppers I send them home broke
Have them all in they stash bettin' they own coat
I takes it all fifty and better you make the call
Watch you break your all big sixes cuz I'm a ***** who don't like to fall
High roller see how my dice kiss
Push you pay me and if I roll trips you pay me twice *****
I rocks believe it or not
Come broke to a dice game step off and leave with a knot
Head cracks is all you see when I'm hot
What's in the pop A 00 g's to the bank to the man who got it stopped
My hand is like a gun feel the heat when it's cocked
4-5-6 your heart drop way deep in your socks
You wanna walk broke your ass down the street with a bop
The drinks is on you tonight from my peeps in the spot
Pop your collar do whatever you do best yo
Get your dollar up the ladder to the hill of success
Pop your collar you know what we gonna do
Just pop your collar pop us do us