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How Gangstas Roll

You can catch me ridin' in da Lac top down, seat back

Keepin' heat up on my lap, I'm throwed, I'm throwed

Every hood that I'm in, white cup in my hand

Blowin' kush in the wind, I'm blowed, I'm blowed

Any day of da week, new grill, new piece

From my head to my feet, I'm cold, I'm cold

New shoes on my ride, bad bitch on my side

Man, dat's how gangstas roll, dat's how gangstas roll

I'm higher than a top flite, throwed 'em like a splitter

My pockets keep gettin' bigger 'cuz I'm one bad figga

Boppas 'n' gold diggaz on the track, at work

I'm hurtin' feelins in dat Benz wit a deuce and a Squirt

I'm a filibuster for hustlers, invadin' dem mark bustaz

Leanin' like I'm on crutches as I ski taste slurp

Swangin' and woodworkin', convertin' these closed curtains

For certain, I better not spill no purple drank on my shirt

I'm hustle for occupation, I'm grindin', paper chasin'

These boys are steady hatin', so this pistol, I'm embracin'

Dat Lac is so amazin' and da elbows is skatin'

Cranker wires 'n' vogue tires, one hell of collaboration

Amos, Farris 'n' Slaton, we, Jordan, Jackson 'n' Pippen

Banana clip for dem snitches tryin' to monkey wrench my pimpin'

Never been caught slippin' 'cuz dat glock, I hold

Now let me tell ya how I roll, come on

You can catch me ridin' in da Lac top down, seat back

Keepin' heat up on my lap, I'm throwed, I'm throwed

Every hood that I'm in, white cup in my hand

Blowin' kush in the wind, I'm blowed, I'm blowed

Any day of da week, new grill, new piece

From my head to my feet, I'm cold, I'm cold

New shoes on my ride, bad bitch on my side

Man, dat's how gangstas roll, dat's how gangstas roll

I'm comin' down in a candy Lac, old skool

Wavin' trunk on dem punks, act a fool

Tippin' paint, drippin' wet like a pool

Breakin' brews, neck cool, it's full of jewels

Rumor is dat dem jackass on da sideline, schemin' and plottin'

But my mind on dem boppaz, if I spot 'em I got 'em

I got slabs, I got foreigns wit da seats, all plush

I got brandy wine gloss, baby, please don't touch

I got 20s, I got 4s I got screens and such

Boppaz yappin' 'cuz they say I tend to cap too much

I got starch in my jeans and da crease so sharp

Headlights on my ear when the night get dark

White ones on my toes, brand new, out the box

Interior decorate the watch, I'm connectin the dots

I got stocks, I got money, that's a fat billfold

Now let me tell ya how I roll, come on

You can catch me ridin' in da Lac top down, seat back

Keepin' heat up on my lap, I'm throwed, I'm throwed

Every hood that I'm in, white cup in my hand

Blowin' kush in the wind, I'm blowed, I'm blowed

Any day of da week, new grill, new piece

From my head to my feet, I'm cold, I'm cold

New shoes on my ride, bad bitch on my side

Man, dat's how gangstas roll, dat's how gangstas roll

Hatin' is so contagious, these days, there's no cure

This new outbreak creatin' is out of hand for sure

These boys are steady lyin', my money is multiplyin'

Look close, there's no denyin', them boys softer than fur

Killa kush smoke, I blow as the lungs inhale

Gangsta leanin' on dat oil, I got a story to tell

Laws trippin' when they see me askin', "What's that smell?"

Raw FedEx-ed me some x pills, we call it email

Lights, camera, action, I'm the shit and I show it

A young gangsta hood boy, so fly and I know it

Steady breakin' boys off, 5 karat in earlobe

Givin' somethin' that you can feel, my swangas is in vogue

I'm too cool for school, all work no play

Impeccable with this pen, I got somethin' to say

My repertoire is throwed, I follow the G code

Let me tell ya how I roll, come on

You can catch me ridin' in da Lac top down, seat back

Keepin' heat up on my lap, I'm throwed, I'm throwed

Every hood that I'm in, white cup in my hand

Blowin' kush in the wind, I'm blowed, I'm blowed

Any day of da week, new grill, new piece

From my head to my feet, I'm cold, I'm cold

New shoes on my ride, bad bitch on my side

Man, dat's how gangstas roll, dat's how gangstas roll

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