Lyrics:
omo in this life man,
everybody trying to get that bread get that money,
when you get that sh*t don't wanna go back,
by any means neccessary man
Take a bad bitch to Laos
Give a nigga brick
That's a risk
But no cap could get rich
So just chop it by gram or by ounce
All my niggas quick
So don't
feelin' good by the knock of rhythm
It feels so good when everything going right because,
You got your shit together and your bank rolls tight
It feels so
I was born of nineteen fifty nine
That'll be the day rock'n'roll died
Far away on a dark and stormy night
Brought into the new decade
The sixties
on Olympus
To my father a son
I was raised by the demons
Trained to reign as the one
God of thunder and rock and roll
The spell you're under
Will
Product sells, people die
Same manipulation wrapped in lies
Give a little money and play your rock and roll
The biggest prizes to the biggest
Jimmy you know, everybody hates you when you're living off rock 'n roll
So you get high tonight
And Jimmy you lied, I wonder if you ever get
boys and girls
Heaven walks hand in hand with hell
Rock 'n roll is alive and well
Too many heroes looking dead upon their feet
It's time to raise
radio
Spin my jam when I'm cruisin' down the bario
Turn my audio up, create a party yo
(Hey DJ would you play my song)
And get ma rock get ma roll
I see you, girl
I never wanna leave you, girl
I’d rather be, sitting right, by you than between two girls
You touchin’ me, I feel you girl
Get close
smell good stay sprayed on, I hit downtown and take girls home
That bonfire, light that up, home grown shit, roll one
I got a gun rack in by back glass
said we all get our kicks
playing in a rock and roll band
there's nothing like the feeling
when you give it all you got
and people want to shake you
the future of rock and roll
How far will you go
How low will you stoop
To tranquilize our minds with your sugar-coated swill
You've turned rock
'n' roll is what we need
rock 'n' roll is what we need
Watch out!
listen to your heart and to your soul
Watch out!
listen there is time for rock
Straight to the liquor store, bottle of woes, ayy
I don't got much but love
All of my homies are waitin' outside, ayy
They know I'm ready to roll
Smokin'
echelon and beyond
Xzibit rock and roll the streets like a vagabond
Nigga wanna trip you gettin' dissed like a blonde bitch
Mackin' to Farrakhan, run
This might be the truest shit I ever said or wrote
Medusa head filled with lettuce smoke
Once you roll the dice bet you get a stroke
Tech nine's
ma song
And get ma rock get ma roll get ma hip-hop on
And I'm dancin' all day, all night
Gimme some inside, make me feel hot inside
All right
Got me
Who are you, who are you
Well I'm the punk with the pump in the back of my pack
How you step rock
I step in stride
I step across stage with my
Back
Caught you lookin' for the same thing
It's a new thing, check out this I bring
Uh Oh the roll below the level
'Cause I'm livin' low next
decided to sleep by the do'
Open my mind, try to slip inside my grandpa's fo'
Driftin' off into another stage of life
*** paid you price and big homies
on a cash chase
I'm running where them funds at
Roll another L and put something
Where my lungs at money come in dumb stacks
Niggas lookin hungry and they
roll a blunt, smoke with the kid
If you can't hang? But I'll let you dig your own ditch
When you step out of your car, you'll see pounds by the door
Game like Sega
So her coochie always warm with it
Hot too cold just right she porridge
Start on the dresser end up on the floor with it
Pass me the rock
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