Yeah, ho! Yeah, ho!
No Limit 150 Roc Block
(Interlude)
If Lil Roc was here he'll be off a hitta
If Peewee was here, he'll be off a hitta
If C MOE was here, he'll be off a hitta
If Vito was here, he'll be off a hitta
If Big Squad was here, he'll be off a hitta
If Chico was here, he'll be off a hitta
If Kobe was here, he'll be off a hitta
Now I'm off a hitta, this fo' all my niggas
When we at the club man, we hunnid fifty deep, ya already know
Ya ain't know shit though man, just keep eyes to yoself nigga
Watch yo step, bad bitches to the right, weak bitches to the left
Like I said man we here to party, ya do what ya gon' do
If ya smoke, ya gon' smoke, if ya drink, ya gon' drink
If ya gon' roll, ya gon' roll, do yo thing
Just don't step on these all white G Fazos, gang, turn up!
I'm rolling I'm rolling I'm rolling I'm rolling
I'm rolling I'm rolling I'm rolling I'm rolling
I'm busting this bus & I'm bustin' this bus sumebody pass me a water o' sumethin'
I'm busting, I'm busting, im busting this bus sumebody pass me a water o' sumethin'
I'm rolling I'm rolling I'm rolling I'm rolling
I'm rolling I'm rolling I'm rolling I'm rolling
Now errywhere I go, I'm wit my niggas
Errywhere I go, I let my chain swang
Ya a fuck nigga, stay in yo lane!
This ain't nothin' to us cuz we gangbang
Herbo stepping out, errythin' designer
Off of Louie V, drinking Fiji water
Belt Louie V, sag my Truey jeans
Hit the club deep & we off them yoppas
All my niggas fly, we came fo'the bitches
But don't get it twisted, we still fo' the drama
Pop a lot of bottles, all my niggas wit me
The ones ya don't see? Outside wit ‘em choppas
Back to what I said, we here fo' the hoes
All them bitches luv me now
I'm getting money, I might pull up in a Rov
Came from nothing, I just had to let them know
So don't mix me up in this rap shit
I don't rap beef, get ya wrapped quick
I be in the streets, erry nigga know me
If ya looking fo' me, ya can get to me
Hunnid fifty wit me, my shooters wit me
All they know is kill, show no sympathy
& they kill fo' free, don't get killed fo' me
Lil bro got it on him off a pill or three
We don't show ID, couple shorties wit me
Totting 30 clips only 16
Fly my bros out, buy sum' new poles
Spend a few cheese, that's a 16
(Pre-)
& who this nigga approaching? Don't know him
If he do sumethin' put infrared on him
He make a move & ya know we start blowing
They rolling, they rolling, they rolling, they rolling
Bitch in my section & I know she on me
After I stroke her, leave her pussy soaking
Suck me up then & we gon' fuck til the morning'
I'm rolling, I'm rolling, I'm rolling, we rolling

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