we always knew that we had it and now everybody knows how Blazin rolls! [Melo-D:] How we're rolling (we're rolling like this) how we're strolling (
Übersetzung: Blazin 'Squad. Wie Blazin 'Rolls.
we always knew that we had it and now everybody knows how Blazin rolls! [Melo-D:] How we?re rolling (we?re rolling like this) how we?re strolling (
: (Tupac) Yah nigga, Drop the top on your muthafuckin ride This how we do it on the west coast BAABBBY Rollin' down the Four O Five Gettin' high White
The bullets they start to get lit up, Number one best start duckin' wid ah gun already buckin' Bust me lead on the double glock 'n Where the fiends roll
sports, I'm in the game Fallin' the blaze, causin fo' Dade [DJ Khaled:] Doe Boy, Slip-N-Side Epedemic, Dope Ridas, Cash Money, Terror Squad Dade
wish to some day roll like me But all I see is capital H-E-A-T I'm makin' motherfuckers Run like DMC (run) The Likwit MC is here to blaze a nigga like
we go, we roll with the team, yeah And you know that we lasers, so you know that we beam It?s the All City varsity, hard-headed squad We played y?all
Chorus 2X: Rampage I refuse to lose, I pay dues up in this game I should be awarded to be in the Hall Of Fame Rollin with my Squad that's how I maintain
know what the feds wanted, didn't have time to ask (Snoop Doggy Dogg) We're comin with that G shit, that C shit that makin niggas sick How does it feel
with Hennessey or maybe Alize We can jump in the shower and then we parlay I roll the Buddah sack, I hit you from the back I make your booty clap, Terror Squad
Squad I'll battle ya all, from the charts to ghetto stars Face Triple Seis, the God of War like Mars That leave MC's smashed but my Squad is odd Y'all
' down every ounce of my congregation John Blazin', raisin' the stakes, changin' your fate Tied up in my basement with a gauge in your face Make no mistake, that's how
Yeah, L.O.D. Keith Murray, Def Squad Mr., Mr., Mr., Mr. Smith You wanna hit? Uhh, gimme an hour plus a pen and a pad Yo, I'm here to make a dollar out
.G.S. (Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls) Song: No Mercy [Fat Joe] Yeah, real muthafuckin' gangstas All the way from New York to muthafuckin' Cleveland Terror Squad
your hands in the air, let's all get high Roll up a fat one and pass it around Lay back with the brat, just get on down (Now, roll up a sac so that we
Yeah, you dun no Blazin Squad Were the weighty plates click Snowflakes Yeah, we're 'bout to blow this up Let's get this party jumpin', oh, oh, oh, oh
I'm gone Living in a hateful world, sending me straight to Heaven That's how we roll That's how we roll That's how we roll And I'm asking the good
