Picture Me Rollin'

作词 : 2Pac/J. Jackson/T. Himes/V. Edwards

作曲 : 2Pac/J. Jackson/T. Himes/V. Edwards

Yeah, clear enough for ya? (alright)

Why niggas look mad?

Y'all supposed to be happy I'm free

Y'all niggas look like y'all wanted me to stay in jail

Ho bustas!

(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

That's what somebody be tellin'

Know there's shit bein' sold, but I ain't the one sellin'

Don't want to be another number

I gotta puff a gang of 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

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 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

I'm like a fiend that finally sees when all the shit is gone

My nerves is wrecked, heart beatin'

And my hands are swollen

Thinkin' of the G's I'll be holdin'; picture me rollin'

(Danny Boy)

Picture me rollin'

Picture me rollin'

Picture me, picture me rollin'

Picture me rollin'

Ooh wee

(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

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 Rémy

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 me rollin'

Picture, picture me rollin'

Picture me rollin'

Picture me rollin'

Picture me rollin'

(CPO)

I gots to get the **** up in it, formulate a caper

'Cause a nigga straight sufferin' from lack of havin' paper

My nigga fin' to have a bastard, see?

So I needs to hit a lick, drastically

I see some ballin'-ass niggas, and they slippin' in my spot

And, uh, diggin' the plots (so what?)

Checkin' in the park, 'Pac

(2Pac)

We caught him sleepin'

He didn't peep you niggas creepin'?

This how we do it every weekend

I dump for madness, it's time to count the profit

CPO, you got the bomb spot

B***h, time to clock it

I get the liquor, and you can get the females

This crooked shit that we inflictin', gettin' street sales

(CPO)

Move smooth as a mother****er, me and my 9

I'm cool as a mother****er, I'ma get mine

Now we satisfied, got the pockets on swoll

Boss Hogg and this 'Pac shit, picture us rollin'

Picture me

Picture me rollin'

Picture me

Picture me rollin'

(Outro: 2Pac)

Is y'all ready for me?

Picture me rollin' roll call

You know there's some mother****ers 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 b***h-ass CO'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

That's right, nigga, picture me rollin'

Oh, I forgot! The DA

Yeah, that nigga had a lot to talk about in court

Can the ho see me from here?

Can you see me, ho? Picture me rollin'

And all you punk police, can you see me?

Am I clear to you?

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 mother****er

Manute, Pain, Syke, Bogart, Mopreme

It's sad, dog, can you picture us rollin'?

Can you see me, ho?

Is y'all ready for me? We up out this b***h

Any time y'all wanna see me again

Rewind this track right here

Close your eyes and picture me rollin'