Tom: C# minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
I come through this bitch,
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I'm like, yeah
Rollin'
Hangin' my pistol out the window
Rollin', when I come through the hood,
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I'm like yeah, yeah
Rollin', pistol out the window
Bell Parkway, I got it on my lap,
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burn a Barclay
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Rollin', when I come through this bitch,
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I'm like yeah, yeah
Rollin', uh,
hangin' my pistol out the window
Rollin', when I come through the hood,
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I'm like, yeah, yeah
Rollin', uh,
this is my motherfuckin' house
Mick Jagger and his bitch,
Big Magnum on my hip
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Open your mouth, nigga,
next nigga rollin' up
Bet we gon' fold him up,
you controlin' what?
This is my motherfuckin' house,
don't leave swollen up
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M .O .P., print on your face, cheese
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Throw it up, Brownsville, load it up
I'm thinkin' of tattin'
my city on my back
I'm committed to get it back
in case you niggas don't know what up
I'm the king of this hard shit
Though I've never been an artist,
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I'm just dope as fuck
The credentials my hood gave me
Potential to rock nations
further than Jay -Z
Play me if you want,
watch a nigga come up short
Dawg, you playin' ball
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It's a blood sport, my nigga,
ain't no love lost
If I'm the n***a you cross,
it's just on and of course I'll be
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Rollin' Yeah
Rollin' Pistol out the window
Rollin'
When I come through the hood,
I'm like, yeah
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Yeah
Rollin' Pistol out the window
N****s know what I come through
I'm doin' my one -two
I go where I want to
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I do what I want to
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Y 'all know how I do
it, respect it all over
And I don't talk shit,
I'm connected all over
Still down to let slugs unload,
and y 'all niggas know my M .O.
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When I touch the road,
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and I do it to death though
Cause I love the cold of the streets,
I'm in the deep all over the globe
I ain't the nigga to get caught up
inside of tricky situations
Eyes and ears
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when I'm out about tricky situations
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If they start hatin' again,
this ain't gon' just be a hot song
This might be my presentations
to the pen
Your material things burn
niggas' eyes
and make them all mad
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But fuck that, I make they eyes burn bad
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But don't come fuckin' with mine
Cause I work hard to get mine
But if you come fuckin' with mine
I'll be Rollin'
When I come through this bitch,
I'm like, yeah
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Yeah
Rollin'
Hangin' my crystal out the window
Rollin'
When I come through the hood,
I'm like, yeah
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Yeah
Rollin'
Rollin'
Pistol out the window
We don't give a fuck, we just in the cut
Niggas throw it up when
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Y 'all know what's up,
you see us in the cut
We really don't give a fuck,
we just rollin' y 'all
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Rollin' y 'all
Rollin' y 'all
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Rollin'
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Yeah, rollin', pistol out the window
Rollin', when I come through the hood,
I'm yeah
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Yeah, rollin',
pistol out the window
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Rollin', pistol out the window
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Lonely
Outro 1
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