Speed of life,fast,it's like barefoot over broken glass It's like,jumpin' rope on a razor All quick decisions are made plush,females rush This profile personality,who earns his pay illegally liar,schoolboys admire Young girls desire,very few live to Cash flow extreme,dress code supreme,vocabulary Definition-street player,you know what I
The high
of the city,stop foolin' yourself Crime rules the streets,who the else All the police have out to play Because for enough cold cash they'll look the way Just look at the cars as go by Benz,Ferraris,trucks up Beepers connecting players to deals all of this technology who needs to steal Just live a life of every night and day And you're livin' that crime does pay life is dangerous and reckless You eat fly and girls for breakfast a titan of the nuclear age Your muscles with a Uzi or 12 gauge And you love the game,that's why you Because you're high priced,high speed.high
You're a roller
The high
When I say high rollers,I mean the Forget the half-steppers,eject the Because high ranked officials of our city streets Make all triggered by electric beeps They in diamonds and rope chains They got the blood of SCARFACE runnin' their veins Silk shirts,leather suits,hair always Eelskin boots,large hearts,though their vary Bankrolls that take 2 to carry Cruisin' in their 500 Benz With their systems out rockin' PUSHER MAM Yes,their fashion's and hard to beat They buy their from GUCCI'S not the swapmeet Eat very weel,much And you need,they probably sell
The rollers
Oh yes,I'm here to you females also roll Drive the same cars,somethimes wear more as an igloo,or hot as a flame They'll shake ya,break ya and you know their name Gangsters to the max,all marks be taxed These girls FERRARIS not CADILLACS is demanded,most men don't understand it Till they peep the huge bank that these girls have They're for fun,love life on the run And if get hot,they will pull a gun Prey on the lame,no to the game And they all POWER,fuck the fame
The rollers
Now stations probably won't play record because of the things I say They'll say I'm glamorizing the hood And a record this can do no good But I'm not here to ya right or wrong I don't know which side of the law you Yes,the has flash,but sometimes hurts Behind any mistake,hard lurks And jail's not your problem,though it may seem You just may die by a barrage an M-16 But to each his own,choose the mobile The tailored suit,the home You'll never get caught,'cause you got of ice And you're much smarter than crooks on Miami Vice You wanta be a high
The rollers