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they kill us when they catch us cuz its jealousy
chasin stones fiend to get the shine on
cuz we so fuckin dope, its what it is tho
still rollin with

Street Life

DeMarco Girls

Foundation

2009

there
From rollin with the riders, you couldn't pretend there
With live men beside us, we still couldn't win there
They showed us how to send there,

When I made my way to the door, ha
Hell, it caught me by surprise
Made my drank spill and hit the floor
Oh, Lord
And then I turn around to your new

a couple mill off weed
When they was mailin' it, uh
Rolls Royce truck with the suicide doors
She was five-ten, without the shoes
Five-four
Penthouse eatin'

Every time I see u
U make me feel that I'm part of... u
I like the way we chill and play
It's so easy

I just want u to
Never change a thing
And be

(yeah)
Walk by you, I'll do it again (do it again)
I'm rollin', do you want again?
My niggas just rolled up couple times, and they'll do it again
Uh,

good friends
I've caught up with some old loved ones
And then I've just lost touch again
Hey how you been?
I been travelin, rock and rollin
How you

Sitting at my mom's dreaming
About paychecks with loot
My ex-girl's boobs
And how to smoke legal like Snoop… (oops)
I'm interrupted by the door knock

a slick left hook
When I made my way to the door
Hell, it caught me by surprise
Made my drank spill and hit the floor
Oh, Lord
And then I turned around

dobermans
Ride with the stick
'cause we know what you rollin' in
Backdoor the plug, yeah, give me my poker tip
Niggas be rats, better watch for the rodents

off
A hollow-tip is all I need to
Make you fumble and fall me and my
MTM, hit 'em with the heat

Who that creepin' outside of the window?
(Huh? Huh?)

already drunk low-key
Keep my feelings to myself
By myself I’ll always be
 
Shit ain’t that deep (no)
Can’t watch me, ain’t on the right channel (nah)
Shit

Da NBA Looks
By: Mizzo

Intro: Yea yea, Mizzo...
Yea Nelly you'll love this one

Verse #1: I put u on locks and then I say I got them
Then I'm rollin

one year
This money spent, then it come back make it reappear
Guided by this faith, yeah instead of fear
I lost a brother, ain't another, who could take

close in
They call it freaky trollin'
And that's how we be rollin'
Look forward
It's black and white, no checker pieces
Red then won that fight
The gang

seconds for fifty bands
Tight on you hoes like span
Wait for my next one to land
Building a castle by sand
I am too black to get tanned
My shit always

Look around, this how it looks when
The surgeries ain’t elective
When the perjury get neglected
The fervor we interject with is nervous

the devil away from me 

c Subtle hint of the potpourri

Hold it down in the midst of things 

If I die by the police 

Pray the lord my soul is free 

Liquid

No skills to pay the bills
Even after I swallow my pills
I sold my bags, my jewels,
and my soul
I'm not the prisoner chained
by the past
My full

Thrift Shop (Originally Performed By Macklemore, Ryan Lewis feat. Wanz)

Hip Hop's Finest

Thrift Shop

Ice on the fringe, it's so damn frosty
The people like, Damn! That's a cold ass honkey.
Rollin' in, hella deep, headin' to the mezzanine
Dressed in

Dublin Town

Damien Dempsey

They Don't Teach This Shit in School

2000

Rollin' down to Dublin Town
Comin' from the Northside, headin' Southbound
The glare of the city, you can see it in the sky
See it in the faces when

bleeding out
Teeth falling out my recourse was blind
Rollin' with the semis
Bastards laughing wild
As miles got left behind
Rev it up, never enough
I'm ready

Thrift Shop

The Bosshoss

Dos Bros

2015

people like, "dang that's a cold ass honky"
Rollin' in hella deep headed to the mezzanine
Dressed in all pink, 'cept my gator shoes, those are green

the crickets or the river rollin' by
Her idea of heaven is a field of wild flowers growin'
She goes crazy for a Saturday night
She's as soft as cotton candy