Bản dịch: Stroke 9. The Yeah Song.
get away I got a pocket full of nothin' And a head full of dreams That I never could explain [RIT:] Need to make some changes (Yeah Yeah!) Doin' all I can (Yeah Yeah
poems, got a jones for dinero 1-6-zero my songs we throwin' elbows The hoes cling, sho thing, we know kings Only dime dikes, with minds right, we choose Queens [Masta Killa] Yeah
some new shit Nowadays rappers dyin' over music Dead on arrival We raised in the ghetto singin' songs called survival Duckin' homicidal, you rivals Yeah, yeah
puff La If a nigga try me, shit, rather die She said her favorite song was, Ebony and I The dick make em happy, I'm they baby daddy Flossin in the 6 yeah
La If a nigga try me, shit, rather die She said her favorite song was, Ebony and I The dick make em happy, I'm they baby daddy Flossin in the 6 yeah,
Nowadays rappers dyin over music [Method] Dead on arrival [Method] We raised in the ghetto singin songs called survival [Method] Duckin homicidal, you rivals [Sticky] Yeah yeah
as the "Lou Gehrig s disease.") "President Franklin D. Roosevelt stricken late today." (On 4/12/45 he died of a cerebral hemorrhage (stroke). "Who s on first." "Yeah
be able to defeat the 9th prince The 9th chamber, you get trapped it's not the hallway The 9th chamber, you get trapped it's not the hallway The 9th
poems, got a jones for dinero 1-6-zero my songs we throwin' elbows The hoes cling, sho thing, we know kings Only dime dikes, with minds right, we choose Queens [Masta Killa:] Yeah
