[00:00.00] 作词 : 2Pac/J. Jackson/T. Himes/V. Edwards
[00:00.00] 作曲 : 2Pac/J. Jackson/T. Himes/V. Edwards
[00:00.00]Yeah, clear enough for ya? (alright)
[00:11.98]Why niggas look mad?
[00:12.99]Y'all supposed to be happy I'm free
[00:15.41]Y'all niggas look like y'all wanted me to stay in jail
[00:18.37]Ho bustas!
[00:19.08](2Pac)
[00:20.39]Picture me rollin' in my 500 Benz
[00:22.96]I got no love for these niggas, there's no need to be friends
[00:25.95]They got me under surveillance
[00:27.22]That's what somebody be tellin'
[00:28.41]Know there's shit bein' sold, but I ain't the one sellin'
[00:31.06]Don't want to be another number
[00:32.60]I gotta puff a gang of to keep from goin' under
[00:35.14]The federales wanna see me dead
[00:36.99]Niggas put prices on my head
[00:38.43]Now I got two Rottweilers by my bed, I feed 'em lead
[00:41.12]Now I'm released, how will I live?
[00:42.89]Will God forgive me for all the dirt a nigga did, to feed kids?
[00:46.18]One life to live, it's so hard to be positive
[00:49.11]When niggas shootin' at your crib
[00:51.10]Mama, I'm still thuggin', the world is a war zone
[00:53.51]My homies is inmates, and most of them dead wrong
[00:56.21]Full grown, finally a man, just schemin' on ways
[00:59.13]To put some green inside the palms of my empty hands
[01:01.97]Just picture me rollin'
[01:03.38]Flossin' a Benz on rims that isn't stolen
[01:05.49]My dreams is censored, my hopes are gone
[01:07.90]I'm like a fiend that finally sees when all the shit is gone
[01:10.50]My nerves is wrecked, heart beatin'
[01:11.85]And my hands are swollen
[01:13.75]Thinkin' of the G's I'll be holdin'; picture me rollin'
[01:17.98](Danny Boy)
[01:20.70]Picture me rollin'
[01:23.94]Picture me rollin'
[01:28.50]Picture me, picture me rollin'
[01:29.75]Picture me rollin'
[01:31.56]Ooh wee
[01:33.33](Big Syke)
[01:35.93]I got keys comin' from overseas
[01:38.27]Cost a nigga 200 G's
[01:40.84]I'm a street commando, Nino for example
[01:43.65]This lavish lifestyle is hard to handle
[01:45.51]So I got to floss 'cause I'm more like a boss player
[01:48.89]Thug, branded to be a women-layer
[01:50.90]So many player haters, imitators steady swangin'
[01:53.75]Make me wanna start back bangin'
[01:55.45]So I'm caught up in the game, dress code changed
[01:58.16]Packin' 40 Glocks, contain 'em or rearrange
[02:00.48]All that jealousy and envy comin' from my enemies
[02:03.87]While I'm sippin' on Rémy
[02:05.62]In front of black Lexus, Chevy's on the roam
[02:08.26]'96 big body, sittin' on chrome
[02:10.41]As we head up out the zone, stone-facin' is on
[02:12.90]You can admire, but don't look too long
[02:15.40]I'm livin' a dream with triple beams and my pockets bulgin'
[02:19.11]It's hard to imagine, picture me rollin'
[02:20.96]Picture me rollin'
[02:23.61]Picture, picture me rollin'
[02:29.26]Picture me rollin'
[02:35.47]Picture me rollin'
[02:38.57]Picture me rollin'
[02:39.90](CPO)
[02:40.25]I gots to get the **** up in it, formulate a caper
[02:43.55]'Cause a nigga straight sufferin' from lack of havin' paper
[02:46.38]My nigga fin' to have a bastard, see?
[02:48.44]So I needs to hit a lick, drastically
[02:51.23]I see some ballin'-ass niggas, and they slippin' in my spot
[02:53.78]And, uh, diggin' the plots (so what?)
[02:55.27]Checkin' in the park, 'Pac
[02:55.83](2Pac)
[02:56.37]We caught him sleepin'
[02:57.77]He didn't peep you niggas creepin'?
[02:59.08]This how we do it every weekend
[03:00.60]I dump for madness, it's time to count the profit
[03:03.55]CPO, you got the bomb spot
[03:04.62]B***h, time to clock it
[03:06.04]I get the liquor, and you can get the females
[03:08.53]This crooked shit that we inflictin', gettin' street sales
[03:10.91](CPO)
[03:11.16]Move smooth as a mother****er, me and my 9
[03:13.61]I'm cool as a mother****er, I'ma get mine
[03:16.07]Now we satisfied, got the pockets on swoll
[03:18.70]Boss Hogg and this 'Pac shit, picture us rollin'
[03:23.46]Picture me
[03:25.50]Picture me rollin'
[03:28.44]Picture me
[03:30.45]Picture me rollin'
[03:32.96](Outro: 2Pac)
[03:36.36]Is y'all ready for me?
[03:38.85]Picture me rollin' roll call
[03:40.66]You know there's some mother****ers out there
[03:42.29]I just could not forget about
[03:43.69]I wanna make sure they can see me
[03:45.29]Number one on my list: Clinton Correctional Facilities
[03:48.69]All you b***h-ass CO's
[03:51.74]Can you niggas see me from there?
[03:53.58]Ballin' on y'all punk-ass!
[03:57.49]Picture me rollin', baby!
[03:59.63]Yeah, all them niggas up in them cell blocks
[04:02.63]I told y'all niggas when I come home it's on
[04:06.13]That's right, nigga, picture me rollin'
[04:11.22]Oh, I forgot! The DA
[04:14.06]Yeah, that nigga had a lot to talk about in court
[04:17.50]Can the ho see me from here?
[04:19.30]Can you see me, ho? Picture me rollin'
[04:24.33]And all you punk police, can you see me?
[04:28.91]Am I clear to you?
[04:32.13]Picture me rollin', nigga, legit
[04:35.97]Free like O.J. all day, you can't stop me
[04:41.13]You know I got my niggas up in this mother****er
[04:43.87]Manute, Pain, Syke, Bogart, Mopreme
[04:48.30]It's sad, dog, can you picture us rollin'?
[04:53.31]Can you see me, ho?
[04:57.36]Is y'all ready for me? We up out this b***h
[05:05.00]Any time y'all wanna see me again
[05:07.19]Rewind this track right here
[05:08.88]Close your eyes and 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'