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Lets Roll - текст песни



Let's Roll


[Louieville Sluggah]


Aiyo, bank rolls, face swolls


BD Boys move, cause they know it dollars when I say so


Say no, if it ain't dough, right up front


Because you still got haters right up front


That's plottin' on the downfall, creepin' all around y'all


As soon as he jump up, I grip that pound sound off


Just trynna live this, back bone the business


BCC is the click and, y'all can't get with


Nothing them boys spitting


Cause y'all like female dogs --- bitches


So move when we come through, of course with a gun or two


So tell me now, what the fuck niggaz gonna do


H-E-NN-Y, pissy off shots of Hen', rockin' til I die


Nuts I bust off, if I bust off


Slugs I bust off, if they want war, what?





[Top Dog]


Up in the club, Top Dog, show me some love


I got my game face, gun in the place, blaze the place


With that yard weed, you know the god we remember that


You know we, ten second rolly, bum on the fat





[Chorus 2X: Tek (Starang Wondah)]


Hey ma, I'm hollerin', trynna see if you swallowin'


Hey ma, trynna pick out which ride you hoppin' in


I know you wanna ride, come on, let's roll


(Aiyo, I kow you wanna roll, come on, let's ride)





[Tek]


It's six fifty by the curb, and a fifty ya herb


Three sixties by the sixth fifty, that's by the curve


Number six on the throwback, Julius Irv'


Pound on 36 indites, for use and observe





[Starang Wondah]


These niggaz steppin' on the scene, MVP's of the team


Steppin' outta Yukon, like Alida Lamine, knawmean?


Starang Wondah, pickin' and crips


You know me, low key, bitch, lits on the spliff


Skinny nigga, I ain't got no time to exercise


Step to guys, motherfuckers lives is jeopardized


Y'all recognize





[Tek]


Yeah, we dead in the hood, but not dead in the hood


You know your boys boys, credit line is good


Can't afford to see your step, got torned, same as the lords


Sip clubs and smoke purple, like we won the playoffs





[Hook: Buckshot]


No matter what you go through


We gonna stick gonna together





[Steele]


Got on my Timb boots, car hard jeans too


Bulletproof vehicle, that's how we steam through


Ten to twenty niggaz deep with me, muggs rollin' the drugs


Bouncers wanna throw us out, but we ain't givin' a fuck


I'm 3 star general, who you?


Cowards wanna disrespect the God, screw you


Bet if I put the Smif-N-Wess', and to ya head and squeeze it


Kill all the beef, and send you to meet Jesus


Say y'all, rappers, can hate on


Waiting on my down fall, mad cause we stay strong


Most record labels too scared to deal with some real shit


Bet they all ride the dick when they feel this


Duck Down, bitch, you in Bucktown


Little homey playin' big man and got struck down


Ain't near motherfucker safe in this game we walkin'


Puttin' in work, til I'm layed in the coffin


Play hard strong, scrape y'all, thing on my waste y'all


Face off, BC, every thing we been through we still together


Keep sons on the block, guess to dead ya





[Buckshot]


Roll with me, ride with me


You can get dissed til ya side, or side with me


Whether it's raw or it's cooked beef, we serve fiends


Proteins in our hooks and beats, from the snow to the streets


Skeets of the rain, feet in the games


And every nigga eatin' the same, I can't quit


Drama then we handle it, cause any man'll flip with no prob'


Wanna play ball? Get ya squad


My shit is for niggaz behind bars, who do crime


Do time, and do time hard, play the yard


Lift heavy, get ready for the massacre


We came a long way after ya, I see them niggaz gashin'


Cause, you really ain't half the thug


You just an average nigga flappin' for love





[Hook]





[Chorus 2X]





[Louieville Sluggah]


Hey ma, I'm hollerin', trynna see if you swallowin'


You trynna pick out which ride ya hoppin' in


I know you wanna roll, come on, let's ride


I know you wanna ride, come on, let's roll



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