Kunci: F# minor•
Verse 1
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Dum- dum, da- da-
dum- dum
Dum- dum dum- dum,
da- da- da- da- dum, dum- dum
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On the latest roll with my boy Z- Ro here
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Z- Ro you ready ha, Rock yeah
you dropping that hot shit
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You really dropping that hot shit ha,
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Z- Ro let
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Hear what you gonna sing for this one,
come on
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Three liter big red, got diluted nines fed
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I get fly when I wanna, graduated
from corners
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I know it tingle,
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cause your pussy marinated my sauna
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If you capping I ain't tripping,
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cause I really don't need you
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Prolly say your pussy gon be beat up,
And radio stations,
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got us in regular rotation
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Cause the guns unloaded,
lot of heads got exploded
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Destined to be the throwdest, if
I'm properly promoted
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Sewed it up like a sweater,
financial back or go- getter
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Then through your vest chest,
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with the talons in my baretta
Stay one step ahead of, my competition
they better
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Fly down from overseas sign down, and
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get to chumping for cheddar
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26 letters than Ro,
if you ain't know now you know
From Ridgemont 4 to Akapoko, I'm gripping
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Sunday morning pulling out my bitch,
I'm looking good
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Nothing but diamonds around neck and around my wrist,
I'm looking good
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Doubles breasted tailor made,
I'm 'Sacci'd down to the flo'
And it don't matter, if you step on
my wing tipped shoe
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Cause I'm a just go buy me some mo',
(what it is what it is)
Rolly on me wrist,
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Sansun me wrist band
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20 inch rims, on me suspension
Foreign replay, and not forge
my stun- a
Dressed everyday,
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in the latest fashion look
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Boys the enemy, best respect the man
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Listen to me,
know it's rule number one
No buster ain't right,
we told the game plan
change the wrist band
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The way me flow, my retaliation
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So listen to me boy understand,
understand
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It's a bezeled out wrist, and
that I wear everyday
On the right hand- a,
the Presidential Rolly
And it's crossed off, like
a ton of ice on the tray
And the price start- a, my
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If you don't believe me,
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I know she saw it,
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as I let it recline
it ain't no fucking with mine
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They think I'm fucking with
nine, but I multiplied it by fo'
It took some time,
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but I decided to throw my bitch on the 4's
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The bubble- eyed
a mission to meet Scotty
With bullets for your body, cause
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I'm living like Gotti
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Pistol grip and a beam,
plus a murdering team
Cash rule everything me,
that there ain't nothing but cream
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Jumping in and out of line, moving
slow as I wanna
Smoking reefer bending corners,
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Cause these niggaz be hating me,
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So I'm like Paul Bugsy with a infrared,
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cause these niggaz be falling down
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Steady yelling out timber,
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from the first dance January down to the last dance
December better remember,
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put a big shell casing up in you
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Make you weak like SWV, when
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I shine and grind like E.S.G
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But I gotta get love like the Big Steve,
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throwed in the game like that P- A- T
Alright, ha- ha
You know so we keeping it real, yeah
Southside, Southside ha
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another hit
he here with another hit
Outro 1
Ha- ha yeah, yeah- yeah
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