say: Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah baby! Girl I love you just for being you ... Roses are red violets are blue baby ... Roses are red violets are blue baby ... Roses are red violets are
Překlad: Mac. Růže jsou červené.
So you say you a gangsta, right? Are you really a rider, yeah? You don't take shit from no one, no And got your mind on your muthafuckin' dough, let's
thugs Go all out thugs, go in your house thugs Talk shit, put blood in your mouth thugs 36 south stuck, stay on route thugs You know how mac play, quiet
you try it now? Then 'cuz Mac rap, wouldn't fire a round Til you frown, I lay you down and retire you clown And I clap niggas, Mac niggas kiss the dirt
like to chop game wit rap cats and other pimps its so explosive man them heffers be like holly moses they were expensive clotheses they smell like red roses
and all Roses are red, violets are blue Baby, well if there's anything I'm certain of It's I love you Roses are red, violets are blue Baby, well if
Zeem sour beam my screens pop up on the scene Well, what are you watchin'?, Tell the truth it don't matter Shout out to J-Mack, Mella Mac and the Mad
beam my screens pop up on the scene Well what are you watchin'?, tell the truth it don't matter Shout out to J-Mack, Mella Mac and the Mad Hatter Spreewell
sour beam my screens pop up on the scene Well what are you watchin'?, tell the truth it don't matter Shout out to J-Mack, Mella Mac and the Mad Hatter
he would cry again. he had returned to the sea, and his heart was a low country heart." African drums are silent and the wingos are poets at last
day, but then roll out when the day go, ridin away yo pain and sorrow, live for today cause you might not see tomorrow (Verse 1) Roses are red and violets are
map the dividend flow, and where the ends go Checkin on whose name the Benz go Who pushes the buttons when Mac-10's blow A rose on a black satin pillow
(feat. Juelz Santana) [Hook] Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley My jeans are never empty Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley
[Lloyd Banks] So you say you a gangsta, riiight Are you really a rider, yeeaa You dont take shit from no one, nooo And got ya mind on ya muthafuckin dough
