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Picture Me Rollin' featuring Danny Boy, Syke and CPU
2PAC
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Yeah, clear enough for ya? (Is that right?)
Yeah
Why niggas look mad? (Is that right?)
Y'all supposed to be happy I'm free!
Y'all niggaz look like y'all wanted me to stay in jail
Hoe bustas
Picture me rollin' in my 500 Benz
I got no love for these niggaz, there's no need to be friends
They got me under surveillance, that's what somebody be tellin'
Know there's dope bein' sold, but I ain't the one sellin'!
Don't want to be another number
I got a fuckin' gang of weed to keep from goin' under
The federales wanna see me dead, niggas put prices on my head
Now I got two Rottwillers by me 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
Mama, I'm still thuggin', the world is a war zone
My homies is inmates, and most of them dead wrong
Full grown, finally a man, just scheamin' 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
I'm like a fiend that finally sees when all the dope is gone
My nerves is wrecked, heart beatin' and my hands is swollen
Thinkin' of the G's I'll be holdin', picture me rollin'
Can you see me now? (Oh, picture me rollin')
Move to the side a lil' bit so you can get a clear picture (picture me)
Can you see it?
Pictue me rollin'
(Picture me rollin'), yeah, nigga
Ay, but peep how my nigga Syke do it to you
Guess who's back?
I got ki's, comin' from overseas
Cost a nigga two hundred G's
I'm a street comando, 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
So many player haters, imitators steady swangin'
Make me wanna start back bangin'
So I'm caught up in the game, dress code changed
Packin' 40 Glocks, contain 'em or rearrange
All that jealousy and envy comin' from my enemies
While I'm sippin' on Re-mi in front of black Lexus, Chevy's on the roam
96 big body, sittin' on chrome
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'!
Picture, picture me rollin'
Rollin', picture me rollin'
Wheelin', picture me rollin' in
Picture me, yeah, yeah
Mm, I gots to get the fuck up in it, formulate a caper (caper)
'Cause a nigga straight sufferin' from lack of havin' paper
My bitch finna have a bastard, see?
So I needs to hit a lick, drastically
I see some baldin'-ass niggaz and they slippin' in my spot
And, uh, diggin' the plots (so what?)
Checkin' in the park, 'Pac (uh-huh)
We caught 'em sleepin', he didn't peep you niggaz creepin'?
This how we do it every weekend, I dump for madness
It's time to count the profit CPO, we got the bomb spot
Nigga time to clock it
I get the liquor, and you could get the females
This crooked shit that we inflictin' gettin' street sales
Move smooth as a motherfucker, me and my .9
I'm as cool as a motherfucker, I'ma get mine
Now we satisfied, got the pockets on swollen
Boss Hog and this 'Pac nigga, picture us rollin' (uh-huh)
Rollin', picture me roll-hoee-ollin'
Picture me, picture me rollin'
Is y'all ready for me?
Picture me rollin' roll call
You know there's some muh'fuckers out there I just could not forget about
I wanna make sure they can see me
Number one on my list, Clinton Correctional Facilities
All you bitch-ass C.O.'s
Can you niggas see me from there?
Ballin' on y'all punk ass
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
Hmm, that's right, nigga, picture me rollin'
Oh, I forgot! The D.A.
Yeah, that bitch had a lot to talk about in court
Can the hoe see me from here?
Can you see me, hoe?
Picture me rollin'
And all you punk police (picture me rollin')
Can you see me? (Picture me)
Am I clear to you? (Picture me rollin')
Picture me rollin', nigga', legit
Free like O.J. all day, you can't stop me
You know I got my niggaz up in this motherfucker
Manute, Pain, Syke, Oprah, Mopreme?
Sad, dawg, sad
Can you picture us rollin'?
Can you see me, hoe?
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)