s daddy in Cincinnati, with a white bitch, happy. [Look at you.] And I'm out there rapping, ready for the war, and end of the nights, but blessed, I
be clapping your hands (Clapping your hands) This track is tight you should be clapping your hands (Clapping your hands) As we ride By the end of the
in Cinncinatti. Wonder why bitch happy.. [Look at you.] And I'm out there rapping, ready for the war, and end of the nights, but blessed, I'll be blasting
alota people with this one [see you at the crossroads, crossroads] A whole lota people with this one [see you at the crossroads, crossroads] Woah...that was deep
Your life for us Now, I can think twice, 'fore roll the dice Advice from a thug, tell mommy I love her everyday, think of her Take a look at your thugs
??? pumpinto keep me thuggin self in check. Maintain the mentality I got to keep my composure, and music??? the perfect potion. When i??¦ coastinroll a blunt up, roll
Let a nigga know Maybe then we can roll Nigga bad to the Bone But I sure don't click with hoes And no bustas, hatas, or hoes when They poppin' up at
you Heard my words are satanic and wishful Then see you all get pissed off, my generals need no horse We need AR-15's, twenty Glocks with beams, and TNT Nigga roll
no Rolls Royces and shit like mine baby Your money dirty, wash your shit Them motherfuckers out here, yeah "dirty money" [scratched to end]
Alone in my four cornered room Starin? at candles Are we on the radio Dukes? Yeah, give it to me Yeah, at night I can?t sleep I?m tossin? and turnin?
I sit alone in my four cornered room starin' at candles Are we on the radio dukes? Awww yeah, give it to me Yeah, at night I can't sleep I'm tossin' and
, to fuck wit Brad I got a lesson for ya ass I showed ya, the Southside niggaz tote heat I showed ya, the Northside niggaz roll deep Ya weak, 'cause
crawl or be brave And in between judgement will you fall or be saved Sunshine Chorus Verse 3: Tears rolled town his face as he stared at his potna
25 and had a drop Rolls Top of the line I came a long way from rockin up Ounces or dimes To moving big boys 4 or 5 blocks at a time And since this rap
water, avoid the deep end We only fuck chicks that enjoys the beatings Young Ike Turners, disco inferners Concentration camp, nobody turn up I roll up
the sweet pee pee, Roll down on her back, got to lose control, got to lose control, Got to lose control and then you take control, Then you're rolled
go where we supposed to go Workin' since ninety-fo', I'm supposed to blow Blow on the dice, before I roll a ten-to-fo' Rollin mo-mos, optimos, they burn slow Rollin