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Roll Somethin’

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Roll Somethin’ Lyrics

I dont know bout y'all man



But im ready to get my motherfuckin smoke on



I want some of dat green shit, hell yeah



Let's burn, all the ghettos, hey wassup kid?





Chorus: Crucial Conflict





Roll somethin, roll somethin


Them niggas ain't talkin bout shit



(bout shit, bout shit)



Roll somethin, roll somethin



Just cause you just can't hang wit dis



(wit dis, wit dis, wit dis)





Verse One: Wildstyle




Yall niggas ain't shit, nothing to fool with, we too swift



Giddy up and get down all you niggas ain't do shit



One rap down round two chop it off like cool whip(whip)



Rowdy runnin rodeo can't ride



Fronting in two clips shocking like shocker



Evertime I pop you knock out the box, better move quick flick


Comin out of the back in this motherfucker



Yall disgusted bustas can't be trusted for nothing



Fucking with this hillbilly wild westside



C-H-I-T-O-W-N and it's on for life



Nothing nice, no ice, you chase



We fuckin niggas up across the nation



Wit no lubracation dick is thick



And coming at them like Hitler (fuck you)



Act like you dont hear me then



Wake up high we in your chin



We embursted with a curse and be worse



First and kick first now vice-versa



Two feet first they kick first and worse



Reimburse the winning cuz I'm first at somethin





Chorus





Verse Two: Never





Put it on your ass motherfucker



We kill them up bad (kill em up bad)



Hold that one shit when you fucking with the flick



You was talking that shit but you couldn't last



Bring to you hoes knockin down your door



Tryin to knock some chunks out yo rump



At night to the broad daylight



If you wanna gang fight droppin yall one by one



Coming at them with the quickness with the flickness



Gonna sign your death wish



Cuz you gonna get dealt with



Slappin you hoes makin sure your eyes closed



Take em out by mouth and blindfold



With the foot on your chest you know the rest nigga



Got us pissed off die for mine, raise up get blazed



Anyways get sprayed your laying in the grave



Pop em, drop em, re-cock em



Then squeeze them we deceased to be the defeated



Repeat em and treat em like read em rights



I ain't finna brag but the man can't hang



With the bogus man



Treat like a punk ass trick



Put a row gonna be closed casket



Serious nigga fuck that laughing



Try to fuck with us we be blasting, smashin





Chorus





Verse Three: Kilo





Buck buck, pump pump, drop drop



We drop, bluck, hit you wit da teck



What da deck? run up your debt wit no sweat and we dont regret



Disrespecting your click



Fuck you bitch, pull out the shit that got yo dangling



Picture with a nigga now hangin figure let you big up (?)



Got me strapped in, bust a cap, but I'm warnin ya, dont want none



Start shit that you just can't finish



Be the end, and the family ended



Sorry it gotta be this way but I'm sick get a gangsta plate



So now i got a rodeo, one warrant then blow me up, up, up



And away, with my team it ain't no thang



Spoil your dreams, a murder theme



We dont want any crap, I'm bounty clean



Snatch that ho and take them dividends



I mean I'm gonna fuck you, what can i do about me? Hennessy



You inferior to the new king what you hollerin? a silent scream





Chorus





Verse Four: Coldhard





Come, (Come) ride her ass and cum(?) and be up



Send the same ain't buy not shit where motherfuckers came from



(????) shit that can get you straight knocked the fuck out



Knowing you a bitch, a person



Just stop cursin' thats why I'm refrainin from hurtin yo ass



Punk nigga,trick nigga, bitch nigga, fag



Say somethin smart and watch you get tagged



Wit a motherfuckin bat



Who got so scared when soem tellin yo ass nigga



Act like a bitch start to cry (?) ready supplies



Get em rawhide fight to the death and I won't be denied



Your life like Pete's eye



Mother fucker on rye them thangs'll die



Touch me I'm alive, why set yo ass to fire bitch (?)



Snap off your two nuts right quick



Niggas ain't talking bout nothin slick



And shit to deal with, roll somethin





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  1. 1.
    Intro (Missing Lyrics)
  2. 2.
    The Bidness (Missing Lyrics)
  3. 4.
    Roll Somethin’
  4. 7.
    Like This (Missing Lyrics)
  5. 8.
    Young Guns (Missing Lyrics)
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    Universal Love (Missing Lyrics)
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    Swing It over Here (Missing Lyrics)
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    Come On (Missing Lyrics)
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    Raw Dope Anthem (Missing Lyrics)
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