Lirik Lagu Rollin' (West Side Remix) - Xzibit
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
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Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
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(feat. Jelly Roll)
Yeahhh!
[Intro: Jelly Roll + (Xzibit)]See I was dippin through the city with a big ol' - PISTOLCheckin out these niggaz in the Raaaange - RENTALI was smokin drinkin end up kind of tipsy (YEAH!)Lookin through my rearview they followin me (huh)I wonder why the fuck are they followin me (huh)I seen them niggaz creepin two cars behind me (hmm)You'll never catch me slippin just me and my - PIECEYou must be smokin if you think I'ma call the - POLICE
[Xzibit]I'm a beast, still got a creaseStill got my Converse stompin down the concreteYEAHHHHHHHHHH - black and blue BugatiThis is Strong Arm robbery, you can't deny meMy garage a mirage a collage of chromeI look alive with the nine when I leave my homeBeen on tour in Japan, been relaxed in RomeThis is grown man business, recognize the toneIf I don't recognize the number won't, answer my phoneRockin every area code still stay in my zoneI don't play no fuckin games now bitch I'm grownNow crack your fuckin neck to the shit I'm onYeah!
[Chorus: Jelly Roll]I be dippin through my city in a ragtop rollinBounce, rock, ragtop rollinBend the corner, AHHHHH, ragtop rollinAll up in your bitch face, ragtop rollin
[Xzibit]Yeah, YEAHMy release, bang through the streetsWe hang like orangutans, mangle the beatNiggaz hatin, gravitatin to the lies that they tellMy reality takin over where that fiction failWhat the hell, might as well show the cards I'm holdinSweet taste, aromatic, backwood ROLLINGot the Range Rover supercharged, complete with the strut kitMy chain hang to my dang-a-lang, what the fuck bitch?Boomerang my change (YEAH) I rearrange some thangsMy slang click-bang and expose they brainsThen I pray, "Our Father who art in Heaven"Got people jumpin out the buildin like 9/11Malcolm X to the Z landin on them like Plymouth Rock (yeah!)You get knocked out, get socked in your fuckin mouthNow e'rybody know the business, you want it come get it (c'mon)But if you ROLLIN throw it up, let me know that you with it
[Chorus]
[Interlude: Jelly Roll]Caaaaadillaaaaacs, Cooooupe DevillllllesOh shit I'm on wheels, rollin for reeeeeal
[Xzibit]YEAH, I repeat, my name over beatsI binge on the finer things, you cringe in defeatEscalation, elevation to another plateauSometimes ya take a few steps back to mentally growHere we go, what you know, campaign in motionStraight West coast and West worldwide ROLLINGot that Aston Martin DV9 equipped with a stash boxIn case I ever find myself alone in a tight spotStrip down my frame, repave my laneInsane with my ink pen, Citizen KaneDon't complain when the chamber slide back and bangMake it taste like shit when you sayin my nameIt's the Golden State heavyweight, holdin the beltCause I'm a one man army, I don't need no helpThis is a – PISTOL, I use to protect myselfCareful these hammerhead hollow points is bad for your healthMy nia
[Chorus]
[Interlude]
[Intro – echoes at the end]
Yeahhh!
[Intro: Jelly Roll + (Xzibit)]See I was dippin through the city with a big ol' - PISTOLCheckin out these niggaz in the Raaaange - RENTALI was smokin drinkin end up kind of tipsy (YEAH!)Lookin through my rearview they followin me (huh)I wonder why the fuck are they followin me (huh)I seen them niggaz creepin two cars behind me (hmm)You'll never catch me slippin just me and my - PIECEYou must be smokin if you think I'ma call the - POLICE
[Xzibit]I'm a beast, still got a creaseStill got my Converse stompin down the concreteYEAHHHHHHHHHH - black and blue BugatiThis is Strong Arm robbery, you can't deny meMy garage a mirage a collage of chromeI look alive with the nine when I leave my homeBeen on tour in Japan, been relaxed in RomeThis is grown man business, recognize the toneIf I don't recognize the number won't, answer my phoneRockin every area code still stay in my zoneI don't play no fuckin games now bitch I'm grownNow crack your fuckin neck to the shit I'm onYeah!
[Chorus: Jelly Roll]I be dippin through my city in a ragtop rollinBounce, rock, ragtop rollinBend the corner, AHHHHH, ragtop rollinAll up in your bitch face, ragtop rollin
[Xzibit]Yeah, YEAHMy release, bang through the streetsWe hang like orangutans, mangle the beatNiggaz hatin, gravitatin to the lies that they tellMy reality takin over where that fiction failWhat the hell, might as well show the cards I'm holdinSweet taste, aromatic, backwood ROLLINGot the Range Rover supercharged, complete with the strut kitMy chain hang to my dang-a-lang, what the fuck bitch?Boomerang my change (YEAH) I rearrange some thangsMy slang click-bang and expose they brainsThen I pray, "Our Father who art in Heaven"Got people jumpin out the buildin like 9/11Malcolm X to the Z landin on them like Plymouth Rock (yeah!)You get knocked out, get socked in your fuckin mouthNow e'rybody know the business, you want it come get it (c'mon)But if you ROLLIN throw it up, let me know that you with it
[Chorus]
[Interlude: Jelly Roll]Caaaaadillaaaaacs, Cooooupe DevillllllesOh shit I'm on wheels, rollin for reeeeeal
[Xzibit]YEAH, I repeat, my name over beatsI binge on the finer things, you cringe in defeatEscalation, elevation to another plateauSometimes ya take a few steps back to mentally growHere we go, what you know, campaign in motionStraight West coast and West worldwide ROLLINGot that Aston Martin DV9 equipped with a stash boxIn case I ever find myself alone in a tight spotStrip down my frame, repave my laneInsane with my ink pen, Citizen KaneDon't complain when the chamber slide back and bangMake it taste like shit when you sayin my nameIt's the Golden State heavyweight, holdin the beltCause I'm a one man army, I don't need no helpThis is a – PISTOL, I use to protect myselfCareful these hammerhead hollow points is bad for your healthMy nia
[Chorus]
[Interlude]
[Intro – echoes at the end]
