See, I was trippin' through the city with a big ol' off these niggaz in the Range, rental I was smokin', drinkin', end up tipsy Lookin' through my rear view, they me
I wonder why the fuck are they me I seem them niggaz two cars behind me You'll never catch me slippin', just me and my You must be if you think I'ma call the police
I'm a beast, still got a got my Converse thumpin' down the concrete Black and blue This is Strong Arm robbery, you deny me
My garage, a mirage, a collage of I look alive with the nine when I my home Been on tour in Japan, been in Rome This is grown man business, recognize the
If I don't recognize the number, won't answer my Rockin' area code, still stay in my zone I don't play no fuckin' games now, bitch, I'm Now I your fuckin' neck to the shit I'm on, yeah
Six-four, chromed out, rollin' Get weight up 'cause X can't stop rollin' Niggaz thought it was over but X back rollin' I got my own to roll, so I'm rollin'
Yeah, my release bang the streets We hang like orangutans, the beat Niggaz hatin', to the lies that they tell My reality takin' where that fiction fail
What the hell, as well show the cards I'm holdin' Sweet taste, aromatic, rollin' Got the Range Rover supercharged, complete the strut kit My chain hang to my dang-a-lang, the fuck, bitch?
Boomerang my change, I some thangs My slang, click, bang and they brains Then I pray, Our who art in Heaven Got people jumpin' out the buildin' 9/11
Malcolm X to the Z, landin' on like Plymouth Rock You get knocked out, get in your fuckin' mouth Now know the business, you want it, come get it But if you rollin', it up, let me know that you with it
Six-four, chromed out, ragtop Get your weight up X can't stop rollin' thought it was over but X came back rollin' I got my own sack to roll, so I'm
Six-four, out, ragtop rollin' Get weight up 'cause X can't stop rollin' Niggaz thought it was over but X came rollin' I got my own to roll, so I'm rollin'
Yeah, I repeat my name over I binge on the finer things, you in defeat Escalation, elevation to another Sometimes it a few steps back to mentally grow
we go, what you know? Campaign in motion Straight West Coast and worldwide rollin' Got that Aston Martin DV9 with a stash box In case I ever find myself in a tight spot
down my frame, repave my lane Insane my ink pen, Citizen Kane complain when the chamber slide back and bang Make it taste shit when you sayin' my name
It's the Golden State heavyweight, holdin' the I'm a one man army, I don't need no help This is a pistol, I use to protect Careful these hollow points Is bad for health, my nia
Six-four, out, ragtop rollin' Get your weight up 'cause X can't stop thought it was over but X came back rollin' I got my own to roll, so I'm rollin'
Six-four, out, ragtop rollin' Get your weight up 'cause X can't rollin' Niggaz thought it was but X came back rollin' I got my own to roll, so I'm rollin'
See, I was through the city with a big ol' pistol Trickin' off these niggaz in the Range, I was smokin', drinkin', end up tipsy Lookin' through my rear view, followin' me
I wonder why the fuck are they me I seem them niggaz two cars behind me You'll catch me slippin', just me and my piece You must be if you think I'ma call the police