Lyrics:
Fin Ch An

I let the beat knock, I let the ass drop And if a nigga run up, he get ch-uh-chopped [E-40] Case number two forty six, she been in an unhappy dwellin

Roca Roca blues. I sendegh chi an mes so i lavuradaur in vintquqt?r an i an fat i pisadaur e quii dla zunta chi ein tot di baun pcaunn i an fa o drif

a shirt and her, is cloth and springs seein a stream to fall like a rock when you stop to swim don?t even seem to make sense but being captive bent your fin

veuja ed fe ?n saut Un saut gross come ne sgiaf ch?a disa propi lon ch?a l?e An fan pa pen-a ij polissiot quand ch?a-i mando a fesse masse At lo dis

I let the beat knock, I let the ass drop And if a nigga run up, he get ch-uh-chopped [E-40] Case number two forty six, she been in an unhappy dwellin

per lee l?e un so amigh da tant?an ch?a l? ch?gnass tott i soo quel fin al pighi dla man; la scultara al gnuler d?un gat vec? e castree ch?a gh?

over a shirt and her, is cloth and springs seein a stream to fall like a rock when you stop to swim don?t even seem to make sense but being captive bent your fin

Roca Roca Roca blues. I sendegh chi an mes so i lavuradaur in vintquqt?r an i an fat i pisadaur e quii dla zunta chi ein tot di baun pcaunn i an fa

c?u ?m fara treme el man? U ssogn ed tempessta ch?u me sviggra adman? L?eua anda ch?le l?eua? Andu ch?la ss?e sscond? Per ritruve la veina i bastran