Slow Your Roll
 作曲 : Chauncey Hollis Jr/Chauncey Hollis Sr/Tyrone William Griffin Jr.
 (Hit-Boy)

 Slow your roll
 Slow your roll
 The ghetto's so cold
 Everything glitter ain't gold
 Slow your roll
 Slow your roll
 The ghetto's so cold
 Everything glitter ain't gold

 I'm begging you with tears in my eyes
 You don't wanna take that ride
 You don't wanna live this life
 Don't waste your precious time
 Ooh
 The struggle is real (The struggle is real)
 The pain that I feel (The pain that I feel)
 Blood, sweat, and tears
 I put in the years
 I faced all my fears, oh

 Slow your roll, just be yourself
 Don't never try to be nobody else
 Young rider, understand
 I comprehend times is hard
 But you don't wanna be behind them bars
 Young killer, this ain't it
 I know a young nigga live with no regrets
 Nobody get tricked by this shiny shit on my neck
 Don't get brainwashed by a chick, lose your life in a flick
 Don't fight, don't throw fits
 Just let her ass throw fits
 Wanna impress me? Press these dirty, old leaves
 Wanna impress me? Press that dirty-ass judge
 Wanna impress me? Press these dirty politicians
 All these laws, all these prisons
 Justice mean just us, nigga

 Slow your roll
 Slow your roll
 The ghetto's so cold
 Everything glitter ain't gold
 Slow your roll
 Slow your roll
 The ghetto's so cold
 Everything glitter ain't gold

 And the fans, homies threw me to the wolves
 Bogart from TS put me in a catch 22
 Almost lost my life off of black and some tree
 On the yard hella deep at Beaumont USP
 Gave orders to Overkiller G
 Keep stabbing even if you think he sleep
 Just a little different game, how to beat a body
 The DA can't prove which dunce really got him
 Investigators call me, I declined to respond
 On God, I ain't never snitched on my mama's mom
 Wasn't born like that, I was raised that way
 I was born a king, but all my life, been a slave (On the gang)
 You wanna bang on me? Bang on the IRS
 You wanna bang on me? Bang not to pay them taxes
 You wanna bang on me? Bang on the bail bonds
 You wanna bang on me? They took the house from your moms

 Slow your roll (Slow your roll)
 Slow your roll (Pump your brakes, little homie)
 The ghetto's so cold
 Everything glitter ain't gold (Uh)
 Slow your roll (Slow your roll)
 Slow your roll (In turn, win the race)
 The ghetto's so cold
 Everything glitter ain't gold

 I'm begging you with tears in my eyes
 You don't wanna take that ride
 You don't wanna live this life
 Don't waste your precious time
 Ooh
 The struggle is real (The struggle is real)
 The pain that I feel (The pain that I feel)
 Blood, sweat, and tears
 I put in the years
 I faced all my fears, oh