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busta rhymes - how we roll (dillagence) lyrics

(comissioner)

yeh yeh all my live n+ggas up in the place
let me talk to yall
yeh yeh yeh you know how alot of n+ggas roll
we tell you how we role on
check it out now yeh fill yall n+ggas in on some sh+t
now

burn a n+gga like a stoog in them ashtrays
make a b+tch sick like she pregnant eating pickles and mayonaise
yo the type of n+gga when im out on the block
i keep the gat just like b+tch with a knife in my sock
yo the way that we k!ll sh+t you could call it a murder
you baby food n+ggas is softer than gerber
you bugging on the way we bе taking it further
straight through your heart i might evеn start off a murma
now back to where we just was at holding it down
n+ggas on the hillside with boalders rolling it down
yo as far as records and jewels with platinum and all
and as far as white n+ggas go and flatten they yard
you know the sh+t is going on down here
f+ck you come around if you dont go figure
nothing going on round here
n+gga fronting like hes born round here
dont you know you could find your mrs picture on a wall round here

yeh we hustle and we stack dog and talk the sh+t
trick a little while we pause with no plans to get
couple grands give me how we all can own up the world
play yourself and find a d+ck in your girl
thats how we roll
thats how we roll
thats how we roll
thats how we roll
thats how we roll
(comissioner)

acting like i gave you applaud
trying to front, me and the student even got no kind of rapport
know you think that i be off in the zone
only socialise with certain n+ggas but i always move on my own
the way a n+ggas spit sh+t so real on a track
like a b+tch give hot oakmeal on your back
and you know we keep it hot for the fans
whip the witch n+ggas down to bro n+ggas
washing pots an pans with dialect eagal eyes
so that the thoroughist n+ggas
in the live sh+t the puddle five bouroughing n+ggas now
the way i f+ck it everytime that i drop
you probably wish i be the next to get shot by a cop
but we dont die we multiply n+gga
we excel and emulsify and leave sh+t that make the djs work
or we might take it back to when
n+ggas use to rock the t grey shirts
till my chicks that always carry ya mood
act a little rude and hold it down still will hold a stash for they dude
me and my n+ggas get a whole lot of food
get the game show money like greed
without a family feud
sh+t ‘ll make a wild n+gga depressed
f+ck around your so wack your seed probably stab you right in the chest
more gutter from the filfy underground for yall
word is bomb flipmode’ll put it down for yall
yeh we hustle and we stack dog and talk the sh+t
trick a little while we pause with no plans to get
couple grands give me how we all can own up the world
play yourself and find a d+ck in your girl
thats how we roll
thats how we roll
thats how we roll
thats how we roll
thats how we roll
thats how we roll
thats how we roll
thats how we roll

(comissioner)

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