Lirik Lagu Rollin - Saukrates F/ Masta Ase, O.C.
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Intro: Masta Ace
Yeah, just like I was sayinthings are same all over,it dont matter where you come fromeast coast, west coast, T dot O dot, down south,you gotta keep rollin if you gonna get thru all this
[Masta Ace]yo, yo, I makes green backs of mean tracks,it seems that life aint nuttin but phat carsand green stack 2 storeys highI wouldnt wanna diepo broke and lonely, no joke Im onlya hop jump and skip, from 30, gotta get my hands dirtyif I wanna see cash thats gon lastI hit you wit a blast, straight from the heartwheres the math, gotta go for broke witout a castaint shit changed but nickels and dimes to G noteswe floats flush rides and crush prides and jack fakerscrack makers never left the neighbourhoodcash rules everything except methats what cream mean, dont rule the rhymeon valentines day nigga, you still couldnt findthe heart to try to step to, fuck witmess wit, your desperate, stop bullshittin nigga and lets getall this dough like Pillbury and I still burywack rappers in 96 kid I feel very confident its my year toand my tongue will tear youkeep rollin in dough and son I hear you
ChorusBaby roll wit me, maybe you can seewhat all life can be(what you gonna do when your mind gets old)
[Saukrates](make money)the slogn of ghetto dwellers in such(take money)the phrase of an organized bank rushsittin on top of the dome like Al Caponeinterceptin drug carriers and takin they homepopularity can make you a buck but nigga that shit is lucksolidify your cash, your the biggest guygotta tooken out,the bitch caught a disease for the plague Saukratesnow who's got the g'sdesperado, get away cars hittin the throttlepinchin diamonds the size of the lottoany kind of hesitation to 25 ta life you getcome out, kickin Carlito cuz you cant resistin your world wife and kids become the minoritycause yens, franks, marks and dollars become your priorityon stage frontin as if your mic makes all your creamfather time paid off the sandman and saw your dreamnigga quit it, you in it for the cash admit itcuz I did it, and never gave a fuck for rap criticsrealize Corleone style, I know some niggas desperatethey'd sell they mother for a 7 digit figureDont you get it...
Chorus
[O.C.]Yo Sauk, yo Ace, whats up wit money over therewhppin on the street like he just dont carehis flambouyancy annoying,ignorant nigga figure he gon roll all his lifethinkin he gon roll all his life being big bad and boldand what, sellin drugs on the street aint nuttin but a suckahe gets fucked and his mind mad mushy intelligents all fuzzy,get shot street nigga forgot who was hein it for all things respectyou rightful to fall of in life either deceased or arrestedmastermind desgined you had thru a science givermad man reigned over major allianceyour world revolved around gold, cars and diamondssluts and scars , draggin behind bars stillthe wake up call, face off the jail bullytakin your man hood, thought you had a pussycome home seen your man, now the lies arisetellin your man you was fightin niggas twice your sizeyour concious is feelin it, sippin a brew2 years you got screwed, by the system and a stiff onemental swollen and your manhood stolenwrecked and got dugout for the price of gold
Chorus
Yeah, just like I was sayinthings are same all over,it dont matter where you come fromeast coast, west coast, T dot O dot, down south,you gotta keep rollin if you gonna get thru all this
[Masta Ace]yo, yo, I makes green backs of mean tracks,it seems that life aint nuttin but phat carsand green stack 2 storeys highI wouldnt wanna diepo broke and lonely, no joke Im onlya hop jump and skip, from 30, gotta get my hands dirtyif I wanna see cash thats gon lastI hit you wit a blast, straight from the heartwheres the math, gotta go for broke witout a castaint shit changed but nickels and dimes to G noteswe floats flush rides and crush prides and jack fakerscrack makers never left the neighbourhoodcash rules everything except methats what cream mean, dont rule the rhymeon valentines day nigga, you still couldnt findthe heart to try to step to, fuck witmess wit, your desperate, stop bullshittin nigga and lets getall this dough like Pillbury and I still burywack rappers in 96 kid I feel very confident its my year toand my tongue will tear youkeep rollin in dough and son I hear you
ChorusBaby roll wit me, maybe you can seewhat all life can be(what you gonna do when your mind gets old)
[Saukrates](make money)the slogn of ghetto dwellers in such(take money)the phrase of an organized bank rushsittin on top of the dome like Al Caponeinterceptin drug carriers and takin they homepopularity can make you a buck but nigga that shit is lucksolidify your cash, your the biggest guygotta tooken out,the bitch caught a disease for the plague Saukratesnow who's got the g'sdesperado, get away cars hittin the throttlepinchin diamonds the size of the lottoany kind of hesitation to 25 ta life you getcome out, kickin Carlito cuz you cant resistin your world wife and kids become the minoritycause yens, franks, marks and dollars become your priorityon stage frontin as if your mic makes all your creamfather time paid off the sandman and saw your dreamnigga quit it, you in it for the cash admit itcuz I did it, and never gave a fuck for rap criticsrealize Corleone style, I know some niggas desperatethey'd sell they mother for a 7 digit figureDont you get it...
Chorus
[O.C.]Yo Sauk, yo Ace, whats up wit money over therewhppin on the street like he just dont carehis flambouyancy annoying,ignorant nigga figure he gon roll all his lifethinkin he gon roll all his life being big bad and boldand what, sellin drugs on the street aint nuttin but a suckahe gets fucked and his mind mad mushy intelligents all fuzzy,get shot street nigga forgot who was hein it for all things respectyou rightful to fall of in life either deceased or arrestedmastermind desgined you had thru a science givermad man reigned over major allianceyour world revolved around gold, cars and diamondssluts and scars , draggin behind bars stillthe wake up call, face off the jail bullytakin your man hood, thought you had a pussycome home seen your man, now the lies arisetellin your man you was fightin niggas twice your sizeyour concious is feelin it, sippin a brew2 years you got screwed, by the system and a stiff onemental swollen and your manhood stolenwrecked and got dugout for the price of gold
Chorus
