Lyrics:
Roll that shit, light that shit, smoke it (Carlo! Know what I'm saying, man? Yeah)
Fast or slow mo, oh no, Meth done made a killing
Call the po-po,
decide to roll and we deep
See a nigga on Dayton's and we creep
Real slow, and before you know
I had my shotgun pointed in the window
He got scared,
decide to roll and we deep
See a nigga on Dayton's and we creep
Real slow, and before you know
I had my shotgun pointed in the window
He got scared,
Roy lived in 57th street
Visited Sally twice a week
Sally oh that poor old gal
Just placing the blame on my best pal
Consumed by her fantasies unable
the light
And no one gave a shit
Not even the kids
He was already dead you see
Your body moved slow
And you're brain did too
Mind wrecked by drugs
Go Find
a minute
Won't stop
When I'm in it
Don't stop
Get it
Get it
Let me see you bounce with it
Do you want it fast
Fast
Or do you want it slow
Slow
I can give it
Oh what's it gonna be
Oh I don't think you see
Baby listen this is what I want
I wanna go get high
I wanna roll on by
I wanna go right now
I wanna slow
Cruisin’ thru the city by myself
I swear I won’t ever cry for help
Smoke away the pain that I felt
Got it well I smoke it off the shelf
We roll, we roll
I
Then it's over
If I roll deep (roll deep with my crew)
If I eat food (eat food with my crew)
If I smoke weed (smoke weed with my crew)
How about you?
Fuck it I jump in my bag
See Roy just came Goyard bag
They broke and they really be going out sad
But I got artillery Chrome on my head
This bitch
I'm ready for the taking
So make your move, yeah, make me
And get ready for the big "C"
Let it rock, yeah
Let it roll, let it
Let it go, let it
I'm still burning duct tape.)
Bitch!
Nigga, this rap shit slow?
I'll be back selling blow
Posted right there by the store
Selling narcotics for
not Tay-K but it's murder she wrote
I pulled out the Henny, start drivin' the boat
I sent his ass home like a TV remote
Burberry and Fendi all over my
let's roll
Get fucked up and lose control
If you like that I'll come right back
Break it down and dance real close
Take our time go nice and slow
However
was fightin flash
I flurry an avalanche, a blindin speed attack
You won't even see the punches till they comin back
Lead, counter, lead, I mix it up
as money
I swear by stars above, sweet as honey
People think you're down and out
You show them what it's all about
You can make it, roll with it, baby
Feeling on your titties when I'm riding on vogues, its jut the way the game goes
P-I-M to the motherfucking P, pop my collar roll on up a sweet
M
can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep
I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it
I'm ready for the taking
So make your move, yeah, make me
And get ready for the big "C"
Let it rock, yeah
Let it roll, let it
Let it go, let it
of space
Love smoking on the raw
Make it taste great
You can tell Im stoned
By a niggas gaze
Im an addict
Love blowing on different strains
Take a hit
just might be in your hood
Causin' havoc with my bros, and instill all to the good
Horse and carriage when I roll, it's sober hopin' so it's 'stood
I'm
watch these banks roll by, take it on in
Don't get too deep, don't forget where I've been
Nothin' but time to see where it takes me
Floatin' this creek
closer
Don't want to be from you no more yeah
I see you on my shoulder
Go head make yo body roll oh yeah
Go head throw it back slow it down wine dat just
patient and I notice
I been wading in my moment
You been waiting by the ocean
Roll it, roll it, roll it, roll it baby
You know, you know, you know I like
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