Rocafella's the kid
Your digits ain't rising fam, it's like lactose and tolerant We got fridges for the load attire man Betta keep ya set up million dolla man to be we next up Get wet up, I been fresh since a little one I school
The others travel from the gun force one's See my rocket's set, my name and I cock it wet How can I forget see the she the same I tried to get back in hey
Man them bitches the gift and the curse and heard The verse off the track hey, bitches please C won't gas me boy's classy for those who don't know Chris He like hypnotics mixed with he's ferocious
Toasters right beside and clip extending ya to Open fire on any that approach us Fucking roaches most of my from the pro-jects 40-o-ez fuck a moette, mo' money mo' sex, no more
And for the cut I take it out on my ememies, out all my enemies Any a friend to me, if he bring the pain, we bringing flowers And memories and that's real, my hand and see if my Cards reveal, had to see some of the hardest squeal, ya'll guard ya
Got a whole lot of loving, got a whole lot of Round a whole lot of but baby that's how I roll a whole lot of niggas, round a whole lot of hoes Make a whole lot of digits becuz I'm sick with the
Mamis leaving they niggas, yeah, wit a nigga, yeah They like oh that's that young nigga Sigel be with, yeah I think he ready ohh girl I gotta roll it up, they be like You can get it long as you old
Block killin' me, nigga, I can tell you why these thugs ride you why these thugs die and to the day of my demise I'm blowing, I'm my la-la-la-la-la-la, till' I come in off this high Till these polies appahend me, till these still to me I'm doing me
I'm running crazy through the city with the two and my thing on these noonies for even think that they can do me dirty I'm cluching on the west side of Philly exchanging my war Story all of my little homies playing the MOB Who just to get a job so they back
And forth in and out of these correctional I'm phone calls from him every week, laughing Talking 'bout how the whole feeling me And how when he coming home he for me See that to be me so I feel him I got love
Got a whole lot of loving, got a whole lot of Round a lot of thuggin' but baby that's how I roll Round a whole lot of niggas, round a whole lot of Make a whole lot of digits becuz I'm sick with the
Mamis leaving they niggas, yeah, leave wit a nigga, They like oh that young nigga that sigel be with, yeah I think he ready ohh I gotta roll it up, they be like bitch You can get it long as you old
Yo same o' same o' they want me to work Just a ago they ain't give fuck 'bout, bot As far as the you can't get a penny up out yours So tell me shit about family, we starvin'
You helped me stay in this group, I beg pardon I started this before nigga don't forget Make he come off the hip on you saying out cha lips Swelling on the there's no telling if I'm blast
Put it back in still selling to the mass You move fast might crash, so I at my own pace Ain't no love loss 'cause I got my own You don't put no hands off my plate
To me that shit is snake, referreds tell me sleep safe But wait, you niggas cake we need no fifths My niggas wiring up the While we up the strip
Got a lot of loving, got a whole lot of soul a whole lot of thuggin' but baby that's how I roll Round a whole lot of niggas, round a whole lot of Make a whole lot of digits becuz I'm with the flows
Mamis leaving they niggas, yeah, wit a nigga, yeah They oh that's that young nigga that sigel be with, yeah I think he ready ohh girl I gotta roll it up, they be bitch You can get it long as you old
Exclusive take it how you want it man Take it from the ememies won't dispute us They liking like in bermuta, I mack a broad out in cuba Touch ya boss recruit cha
lost ain't a loser, been all around the world wit my nigga Jigga chicken scoopers plenty of times She ain't getting a penny of I turn your buns into the cinnamon kind wit one
That one block still a envy of mine, like I ain't come the same I can't run from the pain nigga, and I run from a thing home They act a fool when they get hot, I turn the sun into though Something the game lost another one to the
From bodies drop nuttin ashame Just a big boy ya Handguns'll bring the big K's And spray about a hundred and change
Got a lot of loving, got a whole lot of soul Round a lot of thuggin' but baby that's how I roll Round a whole lot of niggas, round a whole lot of Make a lot of digits becuz I'm sick with the flows
Mamis leaving they niggas, yeah, leave wit a nigga, They like oh that's young nigga that Sigel be with, yeah I think he ohh girl I gotta roll it up, they be like bitch You can get it long as you old
You dudes ain't nothing but you front and you're lame Since I was young and if I want it I and I got that Niggas start blobbin' off names where my at So I got a spot in the game off my
And I lock that ya'll do it no betta so why not get Soon to be Roc-A-Fella's the label property's The crew that I'm reppin', two in possession Who wanna test us
You dudes ain't 'bout nothing but you and you're lame I was young and if I want it I claim and I got that Niggas start blobbin' off names where my at So I got a spot in the game off my
And I lock that ya'll cant do it no so why not get Soon to be legends Roc-A-Fella's the property's The that I'm reppin', two in possession like Who wanna test us Nucca what? Wa?