B.G. - Roll with Me by B.G. lyrics

Oh yeah, Oh yeah oh yeah
See real niggas I can fuck with them
Ya heard me? Bitch niggas I can't fuck
With them Hoe niggas
Niggas who do all that talkin'
I can't fuck with
Them I ain't lying man them niggas be
Ohh they put salt in the game
You heard me I swear to Jesus, Lord
Forgive me for swearing but look, look

I'm 'bout whatever I'm always ready
To flip a nigga
When I'm in beef never hesitate
To get a nigga
'95 was when I first attempted
To kill a nigga
So much happened since then I
Can't even remember nigga
I'm off the block when at
Anytime it can happen
Come off in the street if you
Think that I'm just rappin'
And I guarantee when you leave it
Won't be in an ambulance
I guarantee you'll leave zipped up
In a body bag
I fuck with niggas on parole and probation
I fuck with niggas that
Appealed and still waitin'
The game hurtin' I swear that
The streets need y'all
When I get right I'ma do what
I can to reach y'all
I ain't gone lie these new
Niggas fuckin' the game up they get popped
And wanna bring a nigga name up
I can't rock like that, oh no
I hit these eaters they can't
Keep they mouth closed

Now if you 'bout your business
(you can roll with me)
If you done been convicted
(you can roll with me)
If you 'bout them bitches
(you can roll with me)
If you bust back when niggas is spittin'
(you can roll with me, roll with me)

I surround myself with nothin'
Other than real niggas if they beefin'
You best believe they gone kill niggas
Fuck them people
Code on the streets is "never squeal nigga"
I don't care if you got life
And they up a deal nigga
I'ma take my lick like a man
I was taught that
I can't violate the street code
That's where my hearts at
So when they question me
There's nothin' they'll find out
I go head an cop out, so I can ride out
Get in there, post up
And hold it down like a G
Click-Clack with deputy's having 'em
Meeting my auntie bringin me grams of dro
And ounces of sticky green
A hustler gone hustle behind bars
Like on the street
That's how it's been with me
And that's how it's gone be
That's why real niggas fuck with me
That's cause they feel me
And if you feel me, ain't got no hoe in ya
You got some gangsta in your blood
Nigga I can roll with ya

Half of my click been
All charged with homicide
More than half done all been
Part of a drive by
The rest of 'em is tweakin'
Unless some shots fly
And I also keep a 10-piece
Hot girl by my side
I call her Bonnie and she
Be callin' me Mr clyde
She'll take my charge she know
I'm on paper for 5 so if I go back again
Then that's a wrap homie
And promise you that's somethin' she
Ain't gone have homie
I'm too important right now
To be state property
That's why I chill I ain't no duck
I know they watchin' me
But they can watch me all they want
They wasting pictures on me
I been cut them niggas loose that
I thought was snitchin' on me
Fuck around and tell my PO he
Got a brick on 'em
And then I'll turn around on an have
To put a hit on 'em
That's the type who don't respect who code
Nigga under pressure they fold
So I can't roll with ya!