Round My Boys, It Depends On Their Anguish Depends On If They Saving All The Tops On Pepsi With Dreams Of Seeing Girls Topless On Jet Skis Depends On
on every street As time goes marching to a different beat Moving on into the restless age As the kids today find their feet (Long enough to hold on)
sign And you say to yourself just what am I doin' On this road I'm walkin', on this trail I'm turnin' On this curve I'm hanging On this pathway I'm strolling
she had a passion to sing Now she see herself in a casket in dreams These are the children of crack and rap, blacks done lack Self-esteem, yo we forgot the dream On
shit that they heard Like I'm out to get dough Like I'm out to get mo Hacking like 6 to the 4 Like 6 double 0, like Four, or either two doors Money no
body roller, wood grain remote controller Blades on Escalades, electric shocks on Range Rovers Man the game over, when me and Slim pull up You see us flossing on
Growing, but hopelessly romantic still Tasted weather in the bitter climates Love the sunshine better Dreaming of dream proposals Decent moral values placing higher on
[2Pac] Get on yo' knees ni**a Get on yo' knees and pray Huh, increase the doses, bustin whoever closest Thug livin, hell or prison, never losin my focus
trip Im living on cribs while you dreaming in you crib so all you big babies can keep on your bibs staying on tour while my album getting shipped trying to get four
Twenties of girl everybody had money, every summer was real ill Four-finger rings, dope dealers, Kane no half-steppin' with flat tops, but Rakim reigned radios on
money clips dont fit, now is it the way we dip on, these and those, mo Gs and hoes, I assumes on a mission, (on a mission) conditions ain't the same got
trey bags to 20's a girl Everybody had money, every summer was real ill Four-finger rings, dope dealers, 'caine/Kane "No Half Steppin'" with flat tops when Rakim reigned Radios on