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This is how we rollin
Swollen on a saturday
I had a way to chill hard
3 ill broads wanted to hook up
So I looked up, tajai and snupe
Call 'em up
Aye, yo what's up?
We need to troop to these hoe's house.

[tajai] yo where they stay at?

73rd and lockwood

[tajai] what?

But the cops good

[tajai] ohh aight

So don't trip
Niggas ain't sweatin
Plus they wont flip if you don't say nothin

[snupe] yo, it ain't no thing, I'll bring the glock

Just in case these niggas on her block
Don't wanna throw thangs. . .

[snupe] yeap
[tajai] I'm wit it, let's bounce!

We gone
But first you know we
Gotta go to lee's so I can get me an o.e.
The hoes we
Foolin' wit look tight
Make a right
It might be that one cause she said her shit was blue and white
But she sure don't drive no cutlass
What is going on? I'm thinking
Nah, I'm tweaking
So we stepped to the door. . .

[snupe] yo, there they go!

Ooh, I'm gonna do the whore!
So I walk in. . .

[tajai] yo, I hear men talking in the next room

If they flex, doom will be hawkin'

[tajai] them hoes is lookin' good as phukk!
[snupe] and if these niggas flex, they gone be gettin' bucked

Word 'em up
I'm glad I came with my men
Ask these skins
Yo who's these niggas in your den?
She said friends
Just then the nigga walked in with no grin
Fired up a stem and then said
"what you lookin' at? "
I replied, "nigga, you could get took for that!
Lets take it outside", huh
We stepped to her butch calmly
Cause no nigga can harm me
I'll whoop his ass in the grass
We square up
I caught my grill
He's hard, but still
He got a soft spot
I'ma beat him down until he cough up blood
Thugs surround
But they can't tell my men
With the locks got a glock supportin' me
He tried to rush me
But I bust him in his grill
Caught him slippin'
And I said, "you oughta chill"
Then his friend tried to jump in
I had to find a piece of lead to rub his rump in
Suddenly the vice came
But them niggaz down the street in a dice game
I claim
They can't find out my name
I got a warrant
They wanna put me in the housing
I bust this nigga's shit
Now it's time to be thooooousand
Now it's time to be thooooousand
Now it's time to be thooooousand
Now it's time to be thooooousand
Word up
This is how we rollin   Swollen on a saturday   I had a way to chill hard   3 ill broads wanted to hook up   So I looked up, tajai and snupe   Call 'em up   Aye, yo what's up?    We need to troop to these hoe's house.      [tajai] yo where they stay at?       73rd and lockwood      [tajai] what?       But the cops good      [tajai] ohh aight      So don't trip   Niggas ain't sweatin   Plus they wont flip if you don't say nothin      [snupe] yo, it ain't no thing, I'll bring the glock      Just in case these niggas on her block   Don't wanna throw thangs. . .      [snupe] yeap   [tajai] I'm wit it, let's bounce!      We gone   But first you know we   Gotta go to lee's so I can get me an o.e.   The hoes we   Foolin' wit look tight   Make a right   It might be that one cause she said her shit was blue and white   But she sure don't drive no cutlass   What is going on? I'm thinking   Nah, I'm tweaking   So we stepped to the door. . .      [snupe] yo, there they go!      Ooh, I'm gonna do the whore!   So I walk in. . .      [tajai] yo, I hear men talking in the next room      If they flex, doom will be hawkin'      [tajai] them hoes is lookin' good as phukk!   [snupe] and if these niggas flex, they gone be gettin' bucked      Word 'em up   I'm glad I came with my men   Ask these skins   Yo who's these niggas in your den?    She said friends   Just then the nigga walked in with no grin   Fired up a stem and then said   "what you lookin' at? "   I replied, "nigga, you could get took for that!   Lets take it outside", huh   We stepped to her butch calmly   Cause no nigga can harm me   I'll whoop his ass in the grass   We square up   I caught my grill   He's hard, but still   He got a soft spot   I'ma beat him down until he cough up blood   Thugs surround   But they can't tell my men   With the locks got a glock supportin' me   He tried to rush me   But I bust him in his grill   Caught him slippin'   And I said, "you oughta chill"   Then his friend tried to jump in   I had to find a piece of lead to rub his rump in   Suddenly the vice came   But them niggaz down the street in a dice game   I claim   They can't find out my name   I got a warrant   They wanna put me in the housing   I bust this nigga's shit   Now it's time to be thooooousand   Now it's time to be thooooousand   Now it's time to be thooooousand   Now it's time to be thooooousand   Word up