[Pharrell]
Hmmm...yes sirrrrrr
[Verse 1: Fam Lay]
Rock and roll, man roll and rock
I got tens, got twenties, got fifty blocks
I got smoke to buy, coke for sale
So much coke, got coke in jail
In the white Rollis Royce with my man Pharrell
This lil' n**** got beats too fresh to be stale
But I'ma take you back to the early eighties
When my cousin Stacey had the pearl Mercedes
My other cousin Wack had the black on black
Ac' coupe Legend with the gold in the back
I was just a lil' young'n runnin' wild as hell
Runnin' round wild tryna get that mail
Lil' shorty dudes tryna learn the grooves
I was twelve years old brought it to the school
Cause I was quick to flip, quick to sell that s**t
If you ain't from the hood, y'all don't know bout this
[Fam Lay Hook]
But if you feel me, throw your bows up (Star Track)
Try to set up shop get glowed up
Ay, I'm the candyman, I got mo' than frozen cups
I got your chop top sour diesel roll-ups
Fam! we can roll up (Star Track)
But Fam! don't try to roll up (Star Track)
Don't make me pull these motherf**kin' fo's up
Cause it's like that
[Verse 2: Lil' Flip]
Uh! Well here's a lil' story I'd to tell
About ah H-Town pimpin' how he got his mail
He started way back in 1999
When I got my first dime and I started the grind
Now we can Rock and Roll, I gotta roll the rocks
And when you hear (Po Po siren), There go the cops
When the block get hot hommie we don't chill
If it ain't 22 mil', we decline the deal
My life to real for me to act like you
I'm playin' wit' too much paper to push 'lacs like you
You can call me Betty Crocker, cause I'm baking 'em cakes
And when I cross the interstate, I'm switchin' the plates
I'm watchin' the feds, They watchin' my moves
I'm payin' my dues, I'm sprayin' my tools
We never play by the rules
You might make the news if you play with us
You ain't heard, me and my hommies keep them K's wit' us
We'll stop, drop, role and shoot you in the head
When I'm chasin' my bread, I'm shakin' the feds
And I'm um, packin' my lead y'all ain't ready for beef (ready for beef)
The only time you seen a bird was on sesame street (sesame street)
I got the big birds (big birds) but I keep 'em in my pouch
Play with my money and I turn into Oscar the GROUCH!
[Fam Lay Hook]
[Kelis Hook]
Aww s**t, this is the part when the fight just start
When the fists get to swingin' and the four-fifths spark
And then the b****es get to runnin' and the b**** just scream
And we spin off in Rollis and it's so damn clean
[Fam Lay: Verse 3]
I stand on my block, the cam on the spot
My hands in my pocket, both hammers is cocked
Waitin' for a n**** to just act up
My right hand big six, got my bait back up
N****z lookin' all jealous, lookin' mad as hell
Actin' like lil' girls, like tattle-tales
Mad cause my right hand bad as hell
I would've kept shootin', but I had a sale
See, I'm a crime boss three sixty-five
Lookin' for a Nina Ross, she just can ride
Picked up my cash and slide all sweet
N****h tried to snatch a**, knocked his heart off beat
N****h talk trash like the s**t all sweet
Wont'cha all take the cash dogg, not off me
Hustlin's in my veins - you can not stop it
Walkin' on the block with life in my poc-ket
I'm tryna score and get this s**t off quick
You ain't from the ghetto, y'all don't know bout this
[Fam Lay Hook]
[Kelis Hook] |
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