Traducció: Sawhney, Nitin. Prometo - Jacob Golden.
the charts, niggas shoot up like a fiend Stuntin' like we printin' money with machines What you see me wavin', Vacheron Constantin Like Mike, my Spikes stay all white 24 karat gold
he went to see his dear When he went down to see that little girl Slipped off a ring of silver, slipped on a ring of gold With a twenty-carat diamond
Vodka R.I.P., we'll donate your lungs to a rasta Went from turntables to MP3's From "Beat Street" to commercials on Mickey D's From gold cables to Jacobs
' in the casket, ice down Jacob watch on 'em, mortician must've been hazed up 'Cause you can see the makeup spots on 'em This is way beyond ya Avion The Golden
throne Thousands die before us This is a story of a fallen kingdom *repeat 2x* [killah priest] A full moon glows, light reflects off of my gold Seven
with god...) One step, one flesh, one breath (your arms too short to box with god...) [killah priest] Devils morale, they caught us playing with the gold
I glisten Even without it my aura make me get my shine on It's just a reward to myself for gettin' my grind on Got different rocks in the Jacob for
I correct your mind and fuck around and bang your chick, nigga One time for all my ladies, two times for all my thugs If you wearin' a fake jacob you
you my baby (And all my ladies sing) Hold me tight and call me your lady (Say it louder) Let me scream your name I took ya outta Jacob's in clusters
Fuck rallies, ride gold ones mang Sick wid it, nigga, what you claim? My niggaz spit gasoline Hey, hey, ey Fuck rallies, ride gold ones mang Sick wid
Range Leave so much blood on the wall look like the f-cking painters came Dead wrong aint it man I told n-ggas I aint a Game All black gold chain, looking
in Joseph all his dreams come true Jacob wanted to show the world he loved his son To make it clear that Joseph was the special one So Jacob bought
store Whereupon he ordered them To cut the chains that Joseph wore Joseph got a royal pardon And a host of splendid things A chariot of gold, a cloak
(Simeon) Do you remember the good years in Canaan? The summers were endlessly gold The fields were a patchwork of clover The winters were never too cold
(Ensemble) So Jacob came to Egypt No longer feeling old And Joseph came to meet him In his chariot Of gold Of gold Of gold Of gold
, which leaves only one Jacob, Jacob and sons, Joseph - Jacob's favourite son Jacob, Jacob and sons Jacob, Jacob and sons Jacob, Jacob and sons Jacob Jacob Jacob Jacob
my necklace But when I'm in town it's bed and breakfast I thought you knew there's a few on my checklist Girl in the photo-booth with a gold tooth Danes
