Molly Rollin, P Money - Stratum lyrics
[Molly Rollin, P Money - Stratum lyrics]
You know who it is motherfucker
Man like P, gyal like Molly
Wu Chang baby, MDM Records baby
Shout out all my jacket crew
Another south side massacre
Black on black with my mask on
Grab the silencers
Spin the story now your facts gone
Sorry officer left the body, not the last one
Rollin' up the scene with my
Boys in a Stratum
(4 man deep, hostage in the boot)
We in a Stratum
(Pull up to your block and duk-duk-duk)
We in a Stratum (VCB we stay on the move)
We in a Stratum
(Pit that cop, you know how we do)
Y-Y-Yo, it's big P Money rudeboy don't forget
(nah) might hop in the Stratum
With gang I'm robbing
The bank can't wait on no cheque (hmm hmm)
I'm way too connected, evеryone blacked out
Nobody knows what set (Comе on)
Could've been CG, could've been Ballas
Could've been MDM on your head (Garn)
Got a transmission kit and a turbo part I
Can put on and make this faster
Leave that CVP-I easy
They're gonna need that fucking Charger
So strong when I'm smoking a joint
But just in case I'm carrying armour
Phone up Jack, I'm ready to roll (all right)
Link at the car park (c'mon)
Getaway driver man like Goofy's
Racelines hittin' them angles
Cops on the radio (VCB on all suspects)
Man broke their ankles
Man try rob me, man try chase me
Man will call some serious vandals
Might be Ramee, might be Randy
That's somebody handled
I still get it poppin' with Molly
I bust my gun from my brethren's girl
Ask Wiked, we were shootin' side by side one
Time and we sent them hell
Come a long way from oxy runs
Now we run labels, doing it well
Feds still chasin' the Stratum screaming
(stop)
Nah brother, fuck yourself (gang shit)
Blame the economy
I need the money for tuner whips
Ink all over it, dirty
Cash, collecting bands, i love this shit
Phone up a friend, I'll go to his yard
I'll book a hotel and plug this shit
All of my robbers, all of my jackers
On your next jack move bump this shit
Another south side massacre
Black on black with my mask on
Grab the silencers
Spin the story now your facts gone
Sorry officer left the body, not the last one
Rollin' up the scene with my
Boys in a Stratum
(4 man deep, hostage in the boot)
We in a Stratum
(Pull up to your block and duk-duk-duk)
We in a Stratum (VCB we stay on the move)
We in a Stratum
(Pit that cop, you know how we do)
Man like P, gyal like Molly
Wu Chang baby, MDM Records baby
Shout out all my jacket crew
Another south side massacre
Black on black with my mask on
Grab the silencers
Spin the story now your facts gone
Sorry officer left the body, not the last one
Rollin' up the scene with my
Boys in a Stratum
(4 man deep, hostage in the boot)
We in a Stratum
(Pull up to your block and duk-duk-duk)
We in a Stratum (VCB we stay on the move)
We in a Stratum
(Pit that cop, you know how we do)
Y-Y-Yo, it's big P Money rudeboy don't forget
(nah) might hop in the Stratum
With gang I'm robbing
The bank can't wait on no cheque (hmm hmm)
I'm way too connected, evеryone blacked out
Nobody knows what set (Comе on)
Could've been CG, could've been Ballas
Could've been MDM on your head (Garn)
Got a transmission kit and a turbo part I
Can put on and make this faster
Leave that CVP-I easy
They're gonna need that fucking Charger
So strong when I'm smoking a joint
But just in case I'm carrying armour
Phone up Jack, I'm ready to roll (all right)
Link at the car park (c'mon)
Getaway driver man like Goofy's
Racelines hittin' them angles
Cops on the radio (VCB on all suspects)
Man broke their ankles
Man try rob me, man try chase me
Man will call some serious vandals
Might be Ramee, might be Randy
That's somebody handled
I still get it poppin' with Molly
I bust my gun from my brethren's girl
Ask Wiked, we were shootin' side by side one
Time and we sent them hell
Come a long way from oxy runs
Now we run labels, doing it well
Feds still chasin' the Stratum screaming
(stop)
Nah brother, fuck yourself (gang shit)
Blame the economy
I need the money for tuner whips
Ink all over it, dirty
Cash, collecting bands, i love this shit
Phone up a friend, I'll go to his yard
I'll book a hotel and plug this shit
All of my robbers, all of my jackers
On your next jack move bump this shit
Another south side massacre
Black on black with my mask on
Grab the silencers
Spin the story now your facts gone
Sorry officer left the body, not the last one
Rollin' up the scene with my
Boys in a Stratum
(4 man deep, hostage in the boot)
We in a Stratum
(Pull up to your block and duk-duk-duk)
We in a Stratum (VCB we stay on the move)
We in a Stratum
(Pit that cop, you know how we do)