Tech G, Johnny Beltway Bar’z, Tragik - Rol Dawg lyrics

Its sun rise and we riding
Looking for them fools that tried our Rol
Dawg but the trick steady hiding
He a sucka for real must I catch a kill
I'm rolling with them thugs we stuff your
Ass under the rug karma feels
Tell me to get 'em I got 'em confirm
What you mean and lets have this ordeal
When it comes to reputation
I'm that dawg in the basement
With the hoody on, chase it
Its priority we ain't basic
Fuck the majority you can get wasted
Is you taunting me just face it
I ain't with the bullshit talk
You can say whatever
You want but if I'm a bitch then
Come and prove it I bet you- you won't
Matter fact you can't Rol Dawg Tech G
I got these put your family to they knees
Don't fuck with my rol dawgs see (haha)
Now as we rollin sucka life stolen
12 gage pumping he shouldn't been fucking
With my home and my friends
My goodness is at it's end
Come on trick busta's let's begin
Let's not pretend
What's up with you I'm full of sin
I attend break bitches in and show my grind
But mouth runners getting bent
Most of them ball out disappear it's
The 15th so shit getting weird
Whole body full of beer
I get wicked then I steer it to the left
I b less you step fool
Steal on my foe's eyes
Pitch black soul tripping yo
What's happening rol dawgz

Say goodbye to the bad Guy
Explode like land mine
Holes in the body large as landslides
Couldn't dodge and duck like Anaheim
Hell has arrival on standby
High as fuck off these Mac 1 blunts
Steal from my niggas off your hands get cut
These whores do a lil too much
Like 03 Clippers we got antennas up
Fuck it another body in the trunk
See thru chopper comes in the clutch
Drama like water and oil
Bmore not Kansas we raw fuck royal
Assholes put dead in the soil
Beef is immortal
Didn't realize I follow the grind
The Barnett detach your spine
Disrespect my peeps life die on the line

Liven in this madness trying to
Be the last one breathing
Believe in me holding it down for my team
Glock 35' right next to me
So don't play no scheme
I'm a Rol Dawg can't you see

Yo my rol dawgs are road warriors
Hulk and animal mad max cannibals
Shoulder pads, fatigue colored flannel
A legion of doom, quick to fly off the handle
And dismantle
Any crews with the up most disrespect
To your neck you be cutthroat
We infamous, so you gotta give it up though
Rollin MOBB DEEP, in a jeep wit a clutch hoe
It's a must go knowing not to waste time
Body about 8, no ass but her face dime
Set my oops up, razors in her waistline
Ifthe set up go left she can spray 9's
Can't fake mine know the whole team real
Mean skills, keep it 100 that's a bean pill
Determination, heart with a keen
Will rock solid
In this cold world like dream-vile

Liven in this madness trying to
Be the last one breathing
Believe in me holding it down for my team
Glock 35' right next to me
So don't play no scheme
I'm a Rol Dawg can't you see