Let the Good Times Roll (Nickel Bag) — текст песни (Arabian Prince)

Life is a jungle, I`m a hunter who`s lossin
I`m not livin a life that I`m choosin
But I wake up everyday livin large
Cause I don`t play
Games with people or names
And all the suckas they fear no shame
I`m told ... everybody here is bold
We let the good times roll

[Chorus: Let the good times roll (x3)]

People smokin up to lies like a nickel bag
Like money or cash they never had
Knowin nothing about livin in a fantasy
Spendin all there time survivin in reality
Streets, schools for the residents
Home for drugs and the people that are sellin it
Kickin back playin` the walls
Crusin set
And let the good times roll

[Chorus]

Rollin down the streets you might get jacked
By another brother ... why is that?
Critics always puttin the blame on the gangs of society
It shouldn`t take the blame
Of the violence and the drugs and the killings
People in the government don`t know how we`re livin
I`m still, cause I got soul...
I`ll let the good times roll

[Chorus]

Chillin` in the park shootin hoop with the homeboys
It was a 3-point turn-around I hear much noise
Cop rolled in [Cop: Up against the wall]
[Cop: Turn around so I can get a picture of ya`ll]
I ain`t in no gang, and never intended to be
So why in the hell you wanna go and get rough with me?
Take a picture for your black pack
I`m photogenic, but I ain`t with that
Why you wanna go and mess with us anyways?
Cause I`m a nigga in the park with a group on a Sunday?
No way ... all it is is a game that you play
Tryin to keep a brother like me down
Even though I don`t mess around
Cause I`m told ... I`ll let the good times roll

[Chorus: Let the good times roll (x6)]