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[unknown guest] Ha, Killah Priest, Daddy Rose Same Rose, ABG, Rose Cartel, what? '99, what? The beginnin of the innovating Yo, gon' take you there Yo, yea... Yo, ugh, ugh... Same Rose, I throw the chrome in your knot Same dude known for runnin in spots, bustin the glock I'm runnin the block, flippin quarters of rock On transports that's cops, who smuggle pounds on the yacht Blowin rounds from the pound 'til its hot When it's nice I'm blowin town in a drop Killah Priest hold me down with the wop Disrespect, we let the silencers pop Snitch niggaz get found in the lot for tryin to take us Supposed to be our man, switch sides like cross-faders The Source hate us, we toss shit like hot potatoes Think I got The Vapors, diseased thoughts prayin nations Resorts me to layin fakers, we turn it up in this game I'm gettin buck in this game, we sippin rum on the rocks Gettin dumb on the block, it's the haters who clock Make me double with shots, yea this money I watch Keep me rubbin my glock, like it's burnin my crotch Still I turn to the knots, no I'm runnin with plot If I run in your spot, aim invisible dots at the tip of your knot Yo, same Rose, Killah Priest, Daddy Rose ABG, Maccabees, Rose Cartel P stone riders, ugh, we in this bitch! Aus Songtexte Mania