ترانه:
Bobby Six

my hometown's a comin' in sight if you think I'm happy you're right Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight Six days on the road and

Intro : Bobby Six Yeah, yeah Bobby Six, chaque jour on se leve, en esperant toucher nos reves, toucher nos reves Au bout de mes reves, au bout de mes

phone Get the God-damn phone Alright, damn nigga Who the fuck is this? It's my nigga Deezo, what the fuck is the deal? Huh, huh, know me, keepin' it real Six

felt myself movin' My gun restin' 'neath my hand We stood there starin' at each other As off through the arroyo she ran Bobby Ramirez he never said nothin' Six

Love & Negotiation (CDJ/Bobby Pinson) Jenny's got Jack tacked up on the freezer Jack's got Jenny in the back of his mind She'd do anything to see him

a leather bop, '83 hip-hop Top of the world, get it rizzight big to your wizzife Murder cats for the right prizzice Four-hundred and fifty-six on the

'Cause mah whip game's propper, Bentley drop topper Clubs on Luda, drinks on Chaka Ima mash that woman, smash that woman Jump, shot, fake and pass that woman Over to Bobby

and lost like summer wages. And we'll keep rolling on till we get to Vancouver And the woman that I love is living there It's been six long months and

the police, in front of yo daddy, girl it's you and me. And I don't give a damn that's why they call me Bobby V. Chorus (Bobby Valentino) I wanna