ترجمه: سگ. زنجیر کسی.
the louder that they whistle The less we're gonna hear For constantly we've got the call of the wild Ringing in our ears And we're chained to no-one To no-one
Here I go again, I kick this shit, give a damn, got it pouring in Peso, euro, yeah, ah-ha, I'm paid, never gonna be broke again See me posted in anything, wearing any chain
'm the one who used to move yay' Now I gotta new Audemar with a blue face Hoppin' up in G4 jet no suitcase Whole new wardrobe in a new place Chain close
fish Weezy F bitch I can say what I please Swagger so cold it stay when I leave I see you little dogs just shaking out fleas I kill dogs like I'm making
s gone, he's gone And nothin's gonna bring him back, he's gone Goin' where the wind don't blow so strange Maybe off on some high cold mountain chain Lost one
don't like it if it don't gleam gleam And to Hell with the price 'cause the money ain't a thang Put it down hard for my dogs that's locked in the bang
hate to say it but the people That surrounding me are way too shady The only people I can trust Is my family and my lady All my dogs got guns Ready for
to the street I keep the 40 cal on my side Steppin' with the mind state of a mobster You see a nigga pass by Tuck your chain in 'cause he might rob ya
or against me Don't run up on me and tempt me To have your faggot ass bagged Like a mother fuckin empty And simply vengeance of dogs We gets a real nigga
gettin' dough Gon' pop a bottle, this right here yo' song Purple bottoms on, you can smell it on my clothes And a man up in my switcher, 'bout to take one to the dogs
? tha barre, grippin? tha grain I got 17 karats in my piece and chain Sip-sippin? tha barre, grippin? tha grain I got 17 karats in my piece and chain
purple, grape juice stains on the front piece of, My lapel, is custom made, You off the rack shit, I'm off the chain, come on. The dogs are loose, And
encore niggas hung around blocks and corner stores Huggin' gold chains of fantasies rushing the door Niggars from Rochdale, poppin? shells snatching rings Fly from sure kings from queens press the one
gym Ain't hot enough to even work up a sweat I been fire since Wu days with The Perfect Cassette So when you mention my name these niggaz get offended No chain
Beatz, the track in the head, but I instead Pull my dart gun and bust sixteen until it's dead I'm The Game, all of my dogs be off the chain Yelling Wu
