Better lock lock up your girls tonight Better lock your girl x2 I was locked up, I was locked up tight Should've known better x2 I was locked up, I
Better lock lock up your girls tonight Better lock your girl [x2] I was locked up, I was locked up tight Should?ve known better [x2] I was locked up
Превод: Кабина. Заключено.
right Better lock lock up your girls tonight Better lock your girl [x2] I was locked up, I was locked up tight Should?ve known better [x2] I was locked up
lights is up Tear it down when the mics is up Lately they say Diddy's gettin' nice as hell Shit, if I don't write it I recite it well Locked the flow
to think because I've been to all these bars and I've seen all these places I've hit on all these girls I've heard the same conversations cab driver cab
Timbaland's shoes And next up(I believe that's me) And what's your name(D.O.E. on the M-I-C) And where you from(NYC, we up in here G) Why don't you get
motherfucking cash nigga I got a dope house scoped out An escape route? No doubt, let's hit the highway, load up, lock Let's do this shit Hold up, cops
that I'm on it It's on! I'm rapping for the scholars and the hustlers, meanwhile Showing mama I ain't dropped out for nothing! I swear these dollars going to add up
to think Because I've been to all these bars and I've seen all these places I've hit on all these girls, I've heard the same conversations Cab driver, cab
lights is up Tear it down when the mics is up Lately they say Diddy's gettin nice as hell Shit, if I don't write it I recite it well Locked the flow
Uptown thug You say I move drugs 'cuz my shit is unplugged Everywhere I go, results hound our love Black unbless them like the heavens up above Catch me in the new wave cab
fly, past the sky Man, man, man, if my manager insults me again I will be assaulting him After I fuck the manager up Then I'm gonna shorten the register up
So P keep this hustlin' up When it comes to these guns or these knives dog I'm fuckin' you up And baby we can knuckle it up, I'm always up for a brawl
What up what up what up, yeah! Eve, let's do it again! Yeah, it's the ghost Jada and Eve I squeeze my shit, I don't wave it and leave Y'all motherfuckin
hand Networked a plan, we sticking him and his man Working zip-lock, pop the lock, flee the spot Grab the knot, national(hurry up! hurry up!), tell Willy
on Your fenders With my umbrella up like the Avengers Plead guilty in court bring glocks through security X-rays going for the worlds record Shut the fuck up
empty (Maybe you should wonder that) Well I hope you get locked out of that apartment and have to call Jenny (Ohh, I hope you get locked out) [Bad Day
