Текст песни Roll Wit It - Project Pat , Three 6 Mafia
(Juicy
J)
Let
me
chirp
these
fools
Juice
got
weed
Juice
got
pills
Juice
got
the
work
on
the
corner
cuttin
deals
Juice
know
you
haters
out
there
snitchin
ain't
for
real
So
Juice
got
some
gang
niggaz
down
for
the
kill
Juice
know
the
feds
got
surveillance
on
the
field
We
never
had
a
job
but
we
sittin
on
a
mill
We
ball
out
in
the
club
wit
our
niggaz
stayin
trill
We
never
wrote
a
check
just
them
big
face
bills
A
playa
drinkin'
Maker's
Mark-a,
cranberry
vodka
Wearin
a
mink
coat
thats
furry
as
Chewbacca
I
saw
ya
main
girl
and
a
playa
had
to
stop
her
Her
name
wasn't
Silkk
but
her
face
was
The
Shocker
The
feds
takin
pictures
of
us
ballin
but
I
got
'em
A
7 footer
hole
for
his
body
we
gon
drop
'em
We
always
on
the
grind
we
be
watchin
when
they
watchin
And
when
they
turn
they
back
its
the
clucka-clucka-rock
'em
yeah!
(Chorus)
(Project
Pat)
x2
If
you
boys
got
beef
we
can
(roll
wit
it)
In
the
club
or
the
street
we
can
(go
wit
it)
It
don't
make
me
none
(blow
for
blow
wit
it}
Crack
his
head
wit
a
gun
(I'ma
sho
split
it)
(DJ
Paul)
We
got
them
tones
in
the
club
and
them
bulletproof
vests
Them
three
fifty
seven
titanium
Smith-N-Wess
And
plus
we
deep
as
hell
and
prepared
to
bust
You
gonna
have
hell
if
you
fuck
wit
us
and
thats
whats
up
The
whole
club
we
maintain
These
hydrashock
bullets
bust
boomin
ya
brain
We
in
bed
with
the
med
we
give
'em
somethin
to
do
Cuz
clown
ass
niggaz
love
to
act
a
fool
(Crunchy
Blac)
My
hood
is
real
nigga
my
hood
ain't
fake
My
hood
is
home
nigga
everythang
straight
My
hood
will
rob
you
with
mask
on
they
face
My
hood
will
do
it
to
put
food
on
they
plate
My
hood
ain't
tame
dog
they
wanna
jump
fool
My
hood
they
hang
together
they
all
jump
you
And
if
you
don't
believe
me
then
come
to
my
hood
And
you
will
see
that
it
ain't
all
good
(Chorus)
(Project
Pat)
x2
Music
to
fade
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