Speed of life,fast,it's like walkin' barefoot broken glass It's like,jumpin' on a razor blade All lightning decisions are made plush,females rush This high personality,who earns his pay illegally liar,schoolboys admire Young desire,very few live to retire Cash extreme,dress code supreme,vocabulary obscene Definition-street player,you what I mean
The high
People of the city,stop yourself Crime the streets,who the hell else All the police have out to play for enough cold cash they'll look the other way Just look at the as they go by Benz,Ferraris,trucks up Beepers connecting players to big-time With all of this who needs to steal Just a life of leisure every night and day And you're proof that crime does pay life is dangerous and reckless You eat fly guys and girls for You're a of the nuclear age Your muscles flex a Uzi or 12 gauge And you the game,that's why you boast Because you're high priced,high speed.high
You're a high
The rollers
When I say high rollers,I mean the the half-steppers,eject the rest Because these ranked officials of our city streets Make millions all triggered by electric They dress in and rope chains They got the blood of SCARFACE runnin' their veins Silk shirts,leather suits,hair fresh boots,large hearts,though their sizes vary Bankrolls that take 2 pockets to Cruisin' in their 500 Benz With their systems peaked out rockin' MAM Yes,their fashion's high and hard to buy their GUCCI from GUCCI'S not the swapmeet Eat very weel,much And you need,they probably sell
The rollers
Oh yes,I'm here to tell you females also Drive the same cars,somethimes wear more as an igloo,or hot as a flame They'll ya,break ya and you won't know their name Gangsters to the max,all marks will be These girls FERRARIS not CADILLACS Respect is demanded,most men understand it they peep the huge bank that these girls have landed They're junkies for fun,love on the run And if things get hot,they will a gun on the lame,no shame to the game And they all POWER,fuck the fame
The rollers
Now radio stations probably won't record because of the things I say They'll say I'm glamorizing the hustlin' And a record this can do no good But I'm not to tell ya right or wrong I don't know which of the law you belong Yes,the game has flash,but hurts Behind any mistake,hard times And jail's not your only problem,though it may You just may die by a barrage an M-16 But to each his own,choose the mobile The tailored suit,the luxury You'll get caught,'cause you got nerves of ice And you're smarter than those crooks on Miami Vice You be a high roller
The rollers