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street lord’z – come roll wit a n***a lyrics

come roll wit a n+++a lyrics
[chorus: blade icewood]:
i roll with my n+ggas
get high with my n+ggas
count stacks with my n+ggas
f+ck hoes with my n+ggas
so, come roll with a n+gga
get high with a n+gga
count stacks with a n+gga
f+ck hoes with a n+gga

[verse 1: blade icewood]:
these n+ggas trippin’, slippin’ in the dope game
rollin’ in the fast lane, sippin’ champagne
smokin’ weed, they heard i’m slangin’ keys
but it’s ‘bos under trees, now i’m young with gs
hot n+gga, on the detroit river with a yacht, n+gga
cop the ice immediately, where it all on bet
dog, how you like me? i’m jordan to nike
platinum chain, cop the same for the wifey
enemies wanna do me
probably causе they wanna be me, but thеy can’t
here’s a tip, dog: stack bank, p+ssy n+gga
y’all know where i hang at
seven mile, better pile
walkin’ through the airport with about a hunnid thou’
they think it’s for coppin’, but nah, it’s for shoppin’
crys’ poppin’ y’all n+ggas ain’t stoppin’ sh+t
independently owned, balled out records
“chedda boy” on the necklace, n+gga
[chorus]:
i roll with my n+ggas
get high with my n+ggas
count stacks with my n+ggas
f+ck hoes with my n+ggas
so, come roll with a n+gga
get high with a n+gga
count stacks with a n+gga
f+ck hoes with a n+gga

[verse 2: blade icewood]:
i live a motion picture life, gangsta fl!ck
leavin’ n+ggas that think they sl!ck
spittin’ over beats that’s hits, like home runs
in the slums with guns
went to meet the connect with a garbage bag full of hun’s
i onced got knocked
[?] the case, but i beat it
i’m speedin’, heated, getting blowed with hoes
winter time, wrapped in big pelles
i stay smoking weed that be super smelly (super smelly)
still rollin’ on ds, though it’s snow to my knees
buy the bar, all the crys’ at all the parties
i know they hate it that i made it in the rap game
strapped, aim at you lames that be saltin’ my name
i’m flippin’ verses like birds, y’all ain’t heard?
i’m soon to be in cancun ’til the flowers bloom
i got so many karats, my nickname ‘bugs’
i still hang with the thugs that be slangin’ them drugs
ain’t sh+t changed, i can’t remember being broke
just ride with a n+gga, get high with a n+gga
[chorus]:
i roll with my n+ggas
get high with my n+ggas
count stacks with my n+ggas
f+ck hoes with my n+ggas
so, come roll with a n+gga
get high with a n+gga
count stacks with a n+gga
f+ck hoes with a n+gga

[interlude]:
where do i fit in, in your whole lil life?
[?]
where am i?
cause a title ain’t doing sh+t
or the title would have some motherf+ckin’ meaning

it’s black mafia, baby, you number two, ha
you know what to do
[?]

[verse 3: streed lord juan]:
i’m supposed to turn myself in the morning
f+ck what they think, i’m minked up in my caddie truck
huh? n+gga, what? twenty thou’ for the bracelet
sippin’ remy straight, don’t chase it
if we gettin’ money, then it’s basic
[outro]:
come roll with a n+gga
get high with a n+gga
count stacks with a n+gga
f+ck hoes with a n+gga
come on and roll with a n+gga
come roll with a n+gga
get high with a n+gga
count stacks with a n+gga
f+ck hoes with a n+gga
come roll with a n+gga
get blowed with a n+gga

- street lordz lyrics

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