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rollin - 22nd jim lyrics

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[intro]
yeah
my n*ggas rockin’, then i’m rollin’, never matter if they was right
n*ggas swing, my n*ggas bust, don’t expectin’ us to fight
you ain’t shoppin’, keep it movin’, b*tch, stop askin’ ’bout a price
i play with pape’, i play with dracs, talkin’ rearrange your life (reece, take ’em to church)

[verse 1]
this a ap, not a carti’ watch, so these hit off the lights
try to take it, you won’t make it, guaranteed you lose your life (ah, ah, ah, ah)
i’m in the bottom of the barrel, n*ggas shoot you, don’t think twice
don’t wanna see me in that mode, ’cause when i’m in it, it’s nothin’ nice (it’s nothin’ else)
41 when you see me, don’t do the 36
left the fn at the house, today, i brought the switch
doublе cup when you see me, i’m pourin’ dirty sh*t
and we gon’ stand on thе business until we smell the sh*t
n*ggas talkin’, they ain’t even in my league
they ain’t comin’ how i’m comin’, i’m a whole different breed
i shoot thirty to your chest, then shoot thirty to your knees
paramedics standin’ over you tellin’ you to breathe (breathe, breathe)

[chorus]
my n*ggas rockin’, then i’m rollin’, never mad if they was right
n*ggas swing, my n*ggas bust, don’t expectin’ us to fight
you ain’t shoppin’, keep it movin’, b*tch, stop askin’ ’bout a price
i play with pape’, i play with dracs, talkin’ rearrange your life
my n*ggas mad as if the b*tch on this ice
you should see my dm, i curved sh*t, these n*ggas wife
in the back of the ‘bach, i pulled up in somethin’ tight
can’t expose me, homie, got everything these b*tches like
[verse 2]
this n*gga hatin’, had to rearrange his wife
she a freak between the sheets, i guess i’m single for the night
anything you n*ggas tryna do, i did the sh*t like twice
i hear the barkin’, hear the talkin’, but they hate to see you bite (you n*ggas soft)
ap fully buss, n*gga, slight work (yeah)
slangin’ iron, i can show you how that pipe work (yeah, yeah)
and i ain’t always had the money, i was trife first
way before i saw the bag, it was white first (22nd)
can’t save you from the city, you don’t know us (22nd)
since i gave her to the streets, my b*tch been tore up (b*tch)
and if a sucker hit the county, make him roll up (he modidated)
heavy motion, n*ggas hopin’ that it slow up

[chorus]
my n*ggas rockin’, then i’m rollin’, never mad if they was right
n*ggas swing, my n*ggas bust, don’t expectin’ us to fight
you ain’t shoppin’, keep it movin’, b*tch, stop askin’ ’bout a price
i play with pape’, i play with dracs, talkin’ rearrange your life
my n*ggas mad as if the b*tch on this ice
you should see my dm, i curved sh*t, these n*ggas wife
in the back of the ‘bach, i pulled up in somethin’ tight
can’t expose me, homie, got everything these b*tches like

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