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 man soon to be we next up Get wet up, I fresh since a little one bitch I school
The others travel the little gun force one's See my set, speak my name and I cock it wet How can I see the game she the same I tried to get in grats hey
Man them bought the gift and the curse and heard The verse off the track hey, bitches same C won't gas me Your boy's classy for those who don't know He hypnotics mixed with Henney he's ferocious
Toasters right beside and clip extending ya to Open on any nigga that approach us roaches most of my niggas from the pro-jects 40-o-ez fuck a moette, mo' money mo' sex, no stress
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 bringing And and that's real, press my hand and see if my Cards reveal, had to see of the hardest 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 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, wit a nigga, yeah They like oh that's that nigga that Sigel be with, yeah I think he ready ohh girl I roll it up, they be like bitch You can get it as you old enough
Block killin' me, yeah nigga, I can tell you why 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 polies appahend me, till these pricks still to me I'm doing me
I'm running through the city with the two and letting my thing Quake on noonies 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 little homies 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 how the whole block feeling me And how when he coming he ride 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 whole lot of thuggin' but baby that's how I Round a whole lot of niggas, round a 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 like oh that's that young nigga 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
Yo same o' o' they want me to work more Just a year ago they ain't give 'bout, bot As far as the you can't get a penny up out yours So tell me shit about family, we starvin'
You me stay in this group, I beg your pardon I started this Chris nigga don't forget Make he come off the hip on you saying out cha lips Swelling on the past there's no if I'm blast
Put it in bags still selling to the mass You move fast might crash, so I move at my own Ain't no love loss 'cause I got my own You don't put no working hands off my
To me shit is snake, them referreds tell me sleep safe But wait, you niggas cake we don't need no My niggas wiring up the While we tieing up the
Got a lot of loving, got a whole lot of soul Round a whole lot of thuggin' but baby how I roll Round a whole lot of niggas, a whole lot of hoes Make a whole lot of digits becuz I'm sick with the
Mamis they niggas, yeah, leave wit a nigga, yeah They like oh that's that young that sigel be with, yeah I think he ready ohh girl I gotta roll it up, be like bitch You can get it long as you old
nigga take it how you want it man Take it from the gunners won't dispute us They liking like in bermuta, I mack a broad out in cuba Touch ya boss then cha
Neva lost ain't a loser, been all around the world wit my Jigga ya'll scoopers plenty of times She ain't getting a penny of I turn your buns into the kind wit one shot
That one block still a envy of mine, I ain't come from the same I can't run the pain nigga, and I ain't run from a thing home They act a fool they get hot, I turn the sun into rain though Something the game another one to the game
when bodies drop nuttin ashame Just a big boy ya Handguns'll bring the big K's And back about a hundred and change
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 a whole lot of digits becuz I'm sick with the flows
Mamis leaving they niggas, yeah, wit a nigga, yeah They like oh 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 as you old enough
You ain't 'bout nothing but you front and you're lame I was young and if I want it I claim and I got that Niggas start off names where my block at So I got a spot in the game off my
And I that ya'll cant do it no betta so why not get Soon to be legends Roc-A-Fella's the label The that I'm reppin', two in possession like Who wanna us huh?
You dudes ain't 'bout nothing but you and you're lame Since I was young and if I it I claim and I got that Niggas start blobbin' off where my block at So I got a in the game off my profit
And I lock ya'll cant do it no betta so why not get Soon to be legends the label property's The crew that I'm reppin', two in like Who wanna test us huh? what? Wa?