kids I'll stretch a nigga out this for my soliders, who ain't gon'even roll it up if it ain't doja if you ain't earned no fuckin stripes you ain't rollin
m a preach this up until the moment i'm on momo I follow my first rhyme cuz at no second chance of life Either niggas out cha bustin' heads for stripes
girlfriend next to you Don't it sound like phone sex, kinky, when I talk switch the slang Partner, tell that nigga from New York, shorty Come ride on my roller
keep your eyes on the rollers As they do what they gotta do to shackle and hold us So we gotta do what we gotta do to keep rolling One way at a time,
he don't need, don't we all know He tryin to rise up and we just go doe, still he rise [Outlawz] Dreams of lost hope I hit the strip broke where the
with nine coked extorting Block shots with 22's with my socks with the butt hangin out the chalk You never seen time I travel across the mean crime My rolls
t a damn thing changed, they shakin the dice Now roll em if you can't stand pain better hold em Cause ain't no tellin what ya might roll You might fold
that dro Slidin' on a roll, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know And if I wasn't Banks, shorty prolly wouldn't roll From the Benz to the lobby
Tony Yayo] G-Unit, I roll wit gorillas Fuck a big body guard, I hang wit pint size killas I ain't tryin' to be dirty, still on the strip I'm tryin' to
and chased me It only made me, what I am today see Regardless of what anybody believes who hates me You ain't gonna make or break me Tryin to strip me
th Ward Weebie] Now shake with it, pop with it, roll with it Let's take it to the Seventeenth hole with it Now shake with it, bop with it, roll with it
and dimes to dubs mesmorized by your brothas when I enter the club and though you strip for tips I place no one above my sexy strip dancer doing strip
ll Uhhh A nigga never been as broke as me, I like that When I was young I had two pair of Lees, besides that The pin stripes and the gray (uh-huh) The
feet near the immortal shrine And then our shadows meet and then we drink the wine. I see the hungry clouds up above your face And then the tears roll
wid the thug and the nigga wid the bud, got the fifth rose, For the niggas that close hit 'em up wid the forty reasons Nigga roll up the buddah, Smoke
you no good, Can't fuck wid my gang no thang, And the bullets they ring out Strangle the man, and drug 'em up off the Claire, We strip 'em and beat they
inside me We jumpin' up rough from the hood We bailin' we thuggin' we lookin' like crooks Could tell we be fatal, ready to roll Know we willing and able Rollin
run you through course son Leave you understanding what the street life is But you haters never understand So eat my dick You better Get on your concentration If you ready to roll