Rocafella's the kid
digits ain't rising fam, it's like you're lactose and tolerant We got fridges for the Taliban attire man Betta keep ya set up dolla man soon to be we next up Get wet up, I been fresh since a one bitch I school
The others from the little gun force one's See my rocket's set, speak my and I cock it wet How can I forget see the game she the I to get back in grats hey
Man them bitches bought the gift and the and heard The verse off the track hey, please same C won't gas me Your classy for those who don't know Chris He like hypnotics with Henney he's ferocious
Toasters right beside and clip extending ya to Open fire on any that approach us Fucking roaches most of my niggas from the 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 coward a friend to me, if he bring the pain, we flowers And memories and real, press my hand and see if my Cards reveal, had to see some of the squeal, ya'll guard ya grill
Got a whole lot of loving, got a whole lot of Round a lot of thuggin' but baby that's how I roll a whole lot of niggas, round a whole lot of hoes Make a whole lot of becuz I'm sick with the flows
Mamis they niggas, yeah, leave wit a nigga, yeah like oh that's that 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
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 blowing my la-la-la-la-la-la, I come in off this high Till these polies appahend me, these pricks still to me I'm doing me
I'm crazy through the city with the two and letting my thing Quake on these for even think that they can do me dirty I'm nine cluching on the west side of Philly my war Story with all of my homies playing the MOB Who just refuse to get a job so they
And forth in and out of these correctional I'm getting phone calls him every week, laughing Talking 'bout how the whole block me And how when he home he ride for me See used to be me so I feel him I got love
Got a whole lot of loving, got a lot of soul Round a whole lot of thuggin' but baby that's how I Round a whole lot of niggas, round a lot of hoes Make a lot of digits becuz I'm sick with the flows
Mamis leaving they niggas, yeah, wit a nigga, yeah They like oh that's young nigga that sigel be with, yeah I think he ready ohh girl I gotta roll it up, be like bitch You can get it as you old enough
Yo same o' same o' they me to work more a year ago they ain't give fuck 'bout, bot As far as the bank you can't get a up out yours So tell me shit about family, we starvin'
You helped me stay in this group, I beg your I started this Chris nigga don't forget he come off the hip on what you saying out cha lips Swelling on the past no telling if I'm blast
Put it back in bags still selling to the You move might crash, so I move at my own pace Ain't no loss 'cause I got my own taste You put no working hands off my plate
To me that shit is snake, them tell me sleep safe But wait, you cake we don't need no fifths My niggas up the shit While we up the strip
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 lot of hoes a whole lot of digits becuz I'm sick with the flows
Mamis leaving they niggas, yeah, leave wit a nigga, They like oh that's that young nigga that sigel be with, I he ready ohh girl I gotta roll it up, they be like bitch You can get it as you old enough
nigga take it how you want it man Take it from the gunners ememies won't us They heat like in bermuta, I mack a broad out in cuba Touch ya boss then cha
Neva lost ain't a loser, all around the world wit my nigga Jigga chicken scoopers plenty of times She ain't getting a of mine I turn your buns the cinnamon kind wit one shot
That one block still a envy of mine, like I come from 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 rain Something the game another one to the game
when bodies drop nuttin ashame Just a big boy ya bring the big K's back And back about a hundred and change
Got a whole lot of loving, got a whole lot of a whole lot of thuggin' but baby that's how I roll Round a lot of niggas, round a whole lot of hoes Make a whole lot of digits becuz I'm sick the flows
Mamis leaving they niggas, yeah, leave wit a nigga, 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 like 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 claim and I got Niggas start blobbin' off where my block 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 I'm reppin', two in possession like Who wanna test us
You dudes ain't 'bout nothing but you front and 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 off my profit
And I lock that ya'll do it no betta so why not get Soon to be legends Roc-A-Fella's the label The crew that I'm reppin', two in like Who wanna us huh? Nucca what? Wa?