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[Verse 1: Methane]

Flew in over night on the red eye, double edge
Too live with the
niggas food, hit'em with the voodoo
Young Zulu, put the on'em like scrappy do
We can baby girl if that pussy tight
Eat a bitch like MC Lyte on a night
bottles of the fine shit I never say right
Fettuccine on the plate, baby with the white
life comfortable, I get the best of views
Give a nigga shine like Diddy, Loon
You know Mase and an
Its no biggie, biggie, biggie, I be lacing
I pop the fun you run, you gone cock the
Who these niggas think the fooling when the Uzi's
I be ruling them. I pop the skilly illy
Like gullie, in philly, wetter than a wet willie
P-P-pop the till I jam the lock
Word on my lil' standing on the block
Say your lines is dope, man my be chalked-outlined
Murder murder blow up the
ODB word on the WU
Real nigga here what breed is you?
Man these over here seem to caught the flu
You too food I'm Cordon bleu
Chugging' on brews are you in too
Finger through her hair like shampoo
Pop it for my old heads damu
And my real niggas modern day too crew
Can you get it than shamu
See your dude over there
I a mean beef stew
you tryna take it too?

Pretty girls roll with a G
On the tour bus, in the VIP
mosh-pit, front row no seat
Everyday tryna get high, tryna it up

Pretty wanna roll with a G
On the tour bus, in the VIP
Mi-might mosh-pit, front row no
Everyday tryna get high, tryna it up

North-side, South-side lets
East-side, hands high

North-side, South-side ride
East-side, West-side hands

[Verse 2: AyoitsCraig of

no mistake about it, I'm down as Fuck and im bout it
Head high in the motherfucking clouds, say
How bout I em how to dance with a psycho
Blind bat wit a blindfold, black lines on a white
ho with a white robe, acid when it drips
I'mma pit I grab hold
I told , I'mma threat when it comes to the pen
Lowlife til I die but I try ta win
Get a for the fit,loud for the ten
So I can dope wit the pope in his crib
Need to focus your lens, so hope when he spits
Hoping I hit with this vocalist
Bro gotta hit mixing in the mix
Hope I get a more bread with my grit! IT'S!
Ayo that local, written bitch I go so loco
Who don't know? Its ka$hKlub no
I'm filthy, no ho
I, O.D., on rhyme
that rap crack!
Take all by all means!

[Outro: Pyro

Roll a G, R-R-R-Roll With a G
R-Roll with a G, R-R-R-Roll a G
Roll with a G, R-R-R-Roll a G
with a G, R-R-R-Roll with a G