Roll With Me

Oh yeah, Oh yeah

Oh yeah

See real niggas I can fuck with them, ya heard me?

Bitch niggas I can't fuck with them Hoe niggas,

niggas who do all that talkin' I can't fuck with them I ain't lying man them niggas be,

ohh they put salt in the game, you heard me I swear to Jesus, Lord forgive me for swearing but look, look...

I'm 'bout whatever I'm always ready to flip a nigga

When I'm in beef never hesitate to get a nigga

'95 was when I first attempted to kill a nigga

So much happened since then I can't even remember nigga

I'm off the block when at anytime it can happen

Come off in the street if you think that I'm just rappin'

And I guarantee when you leave it won't be in an ambulance, I guarantee you'll leave zipped up in a body bag

I fuck with niggas on parole and probation

I fuck with niggas that appealed and still waitin'

The game hurtin' I swear that the streets need y'all

When I get right I'ma do what I can to reach y'all

I ain't gone lie these new niggas fuckin' the game up

They get popped, and wanna bring a nigga name up

I can't rock like that, oh no, I hit these eaters they can't keep they mouth closed

Now if you 'bout your business

(you can roll with me)

If you done been convicted

(you can roll with me)

If you 'bout them bitches

(you can roll with me)

If you bust back when niggas is spittin'

(you can roll with me, roll with me)

I surround myself with nothin' other than real niggas

If they beefin', you best believe they gone kill niggas

Fuck them people, code on the streets is "never squeal nigga"

I don't care if you got life and they up a deal nigga

I'ma take my lick like a man, I was taught that

I can't violate the street code, that's where my hearts at

So when they question me, there's nothin' they'll find out

I go head an cop out, so I can ride out

Get in there, post up, and hold it down like a G

Click-Clack with deputy's having 'em meeting my auntie

Bringin me grams of dro, and ounces of sticky green

A hustler gone hustle behind bars, like on the street

That's how its been with me, and that's how its gone be

That's why real niggas fuck with me, that's cause they feel me

And if you feel me, ain't got no hoe in ya

You got some gangsta in your blood, nigga I can roll with ya

Half of my click been all charged with homicide

More than half done all been part of a drive by

The rest of 'em is tweakin' unless some shots fly

And I also keep a 10-piece hot girl by my side

I call her Bonnie and she be callin' me Mr. Clyde

She'll take my charge she know I'm on paper for 5

So if I go back again then that's a wrap homie,

And promise you that's somethin' she ain't gone have homie

I'm too important right now to be state property

That's why I chill I ain't no duck, I know they watchin' me

But they can watch me all they want, they wasting pictures on me

I been cut them niggas loose that I thought was snitchin' on me

Fuck around and tell my P.O. he got a brick on 'em

And then I'll turn around on an have to put a hit on 'em

That's the type who don't respect who code, nigga

Under pressure they fold, so I can't roll with ya!

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