paroles de chanson RocknRoll - GlokkNine feat. LPB Poody & RugratOD

Comin' off the dome, yeah I be snappin' when I'm rappin'
Posted on the block all day, I'm steady trappin'
These fuck niggas be cappin', Poody out here spazzin'
Just like the American flag, nigga you flaggin'
Pull up on your ass, you don't want this kind of smoke
Fuck nigga you laughin', boy this shit here ain't no joke
Young nigga light your ass up just like a 'Port
Me and all my young niggas, we gon' rock just like a boat
Ayy, yeah, uh, well if you rockin 'then I roll, yeah
Ayy, yeah, uh, I'm too concrete to ever fold, yeah
Uh, ayy, yeah, who he is, I don't know, yeah
Uh, ayy, yeah, scope him out, we want him gone, yeah
Uh, ayy, yeah, headshots, now bodies droppin', yeah
Uh, ayy, yeah, ski mask all on my noggin, yeah
Uh, ayy, yeah, forty poppin', oh he droppin', yeah
Uh, ayy, yeah, I sent lil OD 'dem to rock him, yeah
Life is a gamble so don't bet you with your life
He play with us and he get cropped, we like to roll dice
Caucasian bitch and she bad, I call her snow white
They asking why my weed so loud, say I don't know why
Forty hangin' off of my hip, boy this a four five
My watches they be totin' Glocks too, I tell you no lie
My nigga Nef will spray this bitch up just like it's Old Spice
No cabbage but we just want the green just like the go light
Rock and roll, baby rock and roll, I'm on the block like
Seven four, I'm draking any ho, I'm blowin' good dope
Real shit, I'm 'bout to quick licks, I'm on that dumb shit
Three knocks, I'm comin' in jit, so boy don't say shit
Fly as fuck, like an airplane, get out my lane jit
Candy man, he servin' Pakistan, right out the barber kit
Free bands, I want them free bands, I'm talkin' Franklin
Cut shit, I'm talkin' cut shit, well you get bucked quick
Rollin' like a Caddy, no flats, but four seats in
Uh, swangin' blocks, leave with the fishes, we just creepin'
Yeah, uh, feelin' that water, like Tyrese I'm waist deep in
Yeah I beat the back, pull on her tracks, I'm in her lace wig (c'mon)
And I can't speak on what I did but wait I could jit
And I can't speak on what I know but wait would bitch, yeah
Oh, ayy, Tampa Bay, I'm on that Buc shit
Ayy, yeah, forty with the dick, don't got no butt bitch
But this AK here, Lil OD, he got nuts jit
Uh, ayy, yeah, and Lil Nitwit he be wildin' on that fuck shit
Ayy, free lil thirty, that lil bruh bitch
Uh, ayy, uh, free lil bruh out of detention
Fuck shit, I wet your block jit, where we keep mop sticks
One bitch, she fuck the whole team, I call her probits
Totin', I'm totin' Glocks jit, I'm pistol totin'
I'm pokin', don't wan't no pokin', my niggas rollin'
Rollin' and keep on rollin' and keep on rollin'
Jumped in the streets head first, you could say I dove in
I'm scopin', I'm steady scopin', I'm steady scopin'
Young niggas who all about a sack, we steady pokin'
Schemin' every day, I'm on the play, I stay in motion
Swimmin' in that money to the top, now I'm floatin'
Don't give a fuck if the beat stop, I'm steady goin'
This the shit that they wanna hear 'cause bitch I'm chosen
Cracker jump behind me in his coupe, I'ma float it
Junkies beatin' down the block, they cloggin' up the doorway
Turn my soda in the ash tray, it's filled with roaches
If SWAT come and blitz the bitch I'ma act like we don't know shit
Damn bruh, you may done took up the whole damn beat
I can't even really burr, burr, shit, ayy
Ayy man there, cut that shit off man
Man, bruh, haha
Cut that shit off