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hell yea - bigxthaplug & ro$ama lyrics

[intro: ro$ama]
(tony coles)
drop, huh, go (yeah)
drop, then we standin’ on business
you know we don’t fly with that (drop that sh*t, ayy)
ayy, get that sh*t right, tony (that b*tch be ridin’)
tsa beep, beep, b*tch (ayy, let that b*tch ride)
ayy, 600
600, ah, ah, ah, ha*ha

[verse 1: ro$ama & bigxthaplug]
yeah (yeah), uh (uh)
see an opp and we bang on him (bang)
throw up the set, get to talkin’ too much, then we spinnin’ on sh*t, tornado (we spinnin’)
taliban sh*t, really double tg (on go)
we on go like diego (on go)
fifteen n*ggas with six hundred pounds (ayy) and we whoopin’ this b*tch like jango (whoop)

[verse 2: bigxthaplug]
see, we really been havin’ this sh*t for a long time now and i’m lovin’ the difference
i be missin’ the streets, thuggin’ daily with heat, tryna see how to set up a mission
‘member punchin’ on n*ggas to get my respect? you can ask lil’ ro, he a witness
i done earned all my stripes, spinnin’ night after night, now i’m tell ’em to go and they blitzin’ (boom, boom)
take it back to the very beginning where n*gga was roamin’ the house, tryna hide to the bell
linked up with ro, we been givin’ ’em h*ll
every time that we drop, that sh*t like show and tell
if she let me f*ck, then she stuck like a spell
thirty k on this rollie for times in them cells
sixty k on my neck, this sh*t wet like a whale
n*ggas broke, i just spent they year rent on my bail
[verse 3: ro$ama]
now we really the wave, ‘member back in the day at the track meet really playin’ knockout? (really playin’ knockout)
got banned from the field just for whoopin’ on jit
from the hills, had them bringin’ the cops out (on god)
never played in a band but we rock out (we rock)
really ballin’ on n*ggas, had to box out (let’s box)
way since the beginning, me and my n*ggas was spinnin’ (we spinnin’) from sun up to sun down

[chorus: ro$ama]
ever had to step on a n*gga ’cause he was your opp (we steppin’, we steppin’) and you was just standin’ on business? (h*ll yeah)
ever had to ride through the block, tinted windows while clutchin’ the glizzy? (skrrt, h*ll yeah)
wasn’t we fightin’ off n*ggas for throwin’ up blood and we crippin’? (ayy, come here, b*tch, h*ll yeah)
feelin’ like santa with bags and smoke in the air, then we blitzin’ (yeah, it’s smoke)
ever had to step on a n*gga ’cause he was your opp (we steppin’, we steppin’) and you was just standin’ on business? (h*ll yeah)
ever had to ride through the block, tinted windows while clutchin’ the glizzy? (skrrt, h*ll yeah)
wasn’t we fightin’ off n*ggas for throwin’ up blood and we crippin’? (ayy, come here, h*ll yeah)
feelin’ like santa with bags and smoke in the air, then we blitzin’ (yeah, yeah, bah)

- bigxthaplug roama lyrics

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