on will show ya niggas how we lock this shit [Eve] Now Eve gonna show y'all niggas how we rock these hits [Drag-on] (Eve) Now we gonna show y'all niggas how we
Prone to tote heat up and then shoot flames Double the O.G. of a deuce thug thang Bitches who know me know how I do dames Still, fuckin' with James, we roll
my profile Your rollin' with a pro with, money to blow child You need to feel how sweet the skills be To come and slide down Sugar Hill with me The high roller, rolled
seat Pulled over the Jeep get it in And took a rest stop at the river bend We living, we made it the fuck out, mad slugs delivering Pretty soon we at
dice roll and clubs where the ice glow Dames get their life stole and bleed from my life, oh Niggas laying they law down, some draw with a four pound
like a boy but I play the dice, them twos and threes ain't nuttin nice Them threes and fours I'ma roll fo sho, fo's and vogues, we call 'em swang My
clips See hood is around my way - they talk often quick To us you spit, and leave that nigga coffin shit See we gang we never bought it in the streets
[Chorus: repeat 2X] Money, hoes, cars and clothes That's how all my niggaz know Blowin dro, twenty-fo' That's how all my niggaz roll [T.I.] In a drop
aren?t represented, the better halves of dudes So we don?t hear about your brain, just your brains How you rock a fella, Stacey Dash dames We just need
{"whoa whoa whoa"} Then we met in person, he was three shades blacker That's why he saved money over ball and chain dames We all the same, no callin
:] I'm with my goon squad, we movin like mars [? ] We hits the club and does our thing, my goonies by the bar We ghetto superstars, they know just who we are We
Just like a boy but I play the dice, them twos and threes ain't nuttin nice Them threes and fours I'ma roll fo sho, fo's and vogues, we call 'em swang
the Irish Rover We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags We had two million barrels of stone We had three million sides of old blind horses' hides We had four
you'll see what the Sucka Free is all about The whole fuckin' city's turfed out Everybody and they momma's in the drama no doubt Two for one is how we
wanna get me real bad Get me for my stash, leave tag on toe But they're never ever gonna get that close We play board games, Connect Four, Tic-tac-toe We
.D. [Chorus: Both] We gon' - get, that, glo We gon' push it to the limit and live it until we swim in them digits We gon' - get, that, glo We gon' pool
Irish Rover. We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags We had two million barrels of stone We had three million sides of old blind horses hides We had four