Lyrics:
[Chorus: Ca$his]
Rollin it up, (up, up) loaded as fuck/ (fuck, fuck)
Smokin it up, TNL ridin, we don’t give a fuck/ (TNL!)
Rollin it up, (up, up
get attitudes
You know I'm way across the country tryna make a move
Things' are way over do, i think I'm over you
I got plenty more models comin' by
gonna break her up, and tear her down, and fade her away
And then there's no telling what I'm gonna do
I'll make you pay for everything that you do
bad
That it's not even a fad to do them, so screw them
Let's talk about the good jam
The cream of the crop that you should believe in mushrooms
And I'm
control Pure gold to the feudist
The road on your own will unfold
I Believe it
All you do is rap rap
Who got the keys to the slab
Screw tap tap Texas
on this one
We gon throw this back for P-A T
And DJ Screw mafio and Gator
It's finna go down round here
You know we just getting started
Asshole By Nature
Lil' Ceaser-
Now get your back up off the wall
Dance come on
Now get your back up off the wall
Dance come on
Now do it!
Puffy (Kim)-
Queen
his kids
They don't know who he is, they just know that he up
No chain or no Rollie, I move around doley, untouched
Not 'cause I'm hard, because I
the struggle
The fame, the name, the game, the shame, the hustle
To make it in life is not by strength or muscle
It's knowing what you must do and what you
I just hope you can keep up
We smoke by the o that's way more then a dub
I run up the weed I feel like I'm Nick Chubb
Don't go to no parties don't go
because my music they do buy
You die tryin' this scientists two psy'
'Chiatrists could not un-screw my head up the blue eyed devil, I never quit do I
screw that I want some women
Wishing for the riches
So we can be in positions
Where we living
Like we kings
Homie I'm just wishing
Off the top
I am not
that we do it
And keep on moving, guess who's back up in the house?
Original Cleveland Criminals
Niggas just send em subliminal messages like "murder,
this ?]
[Guy1: Yo, what's up ? This is Lorenzo Patterson]
[DJ: Yo man, where you callin' from ?]
[Guy1: I'm callin' from Compton and I want to hear Eazy
gonna break her up, and tear her down, and fade her away
And then there's no telling what I'm gonna do
I'll make you pay for everything that you do
this corner, MC Ryan D
And up next is 2Pacalypse
Yo I can rock it on a slow tip
Don't flip, cause I can do this
No shit, won't trip, ain't nothin'
DJ Khaled,
We the Best Season has returned
'Cause I'm out here grindin'
I do this for the streets, the runners
'Cause I'm out here grindin'
to P-T's
O.G. granddaddy, I'm so fooling
Tell the truth, DJ Screw made me
Without him, ya'll wouldn't know Mike D
I was just lil' Mike, Bam had a hogg in
with the simply
Lets go on an escapade
Bitch I'm DJ Esco paid
Smoke a blunt before this flight so I could really elevate
Now I'm up at heaven's gate
Look at god won't he do it touched by angels Della Reese
Look at god won't he do it touched by angels Della Reese
Look at god won't he do it touched
(Drumma Boy)
DJ Drama, what it do my G?
It's the world nigga (DJ Drama!)
We running the summer
I swear the night is starting to feel just like
guarded
And if you wanna bring me up back the fuck up off mine
then we can get it started
[DJ Quik]
I aint givin no respect to you bustas
that aint givin
Channeled to the masses through a DJ and some felts
Long haired hippies, Afro blacks
All get together across the tracks
Because when we shows up, rhythm
anymore, not trynna play duck duck goose (straight up)
Give all this up, baby I refuse too (no)
I got my act together, I'm not a loose screw
I want them
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