CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : The Roll Out

Its not a game but n***as playin
They all f**ked up
We in the cut umbrellas in the trunk
For lead showers
Cause it rain around this b*t*h every hour
They cry about it for a second then forgot about ya
Your partners wasn't riders
They was just 'round you cause you was poppin'
Funny cause they got from 'round ya when them n***as got to poppin'
Fresh to death outfit you got shot in
Step outside my cloud high balcony with my faculty
Battle without accepting casualties
The f**k you n***as know about strategy
I ain't gotta pull up first, I gotta pull up right
Paint dripping, motor tight
Anywhere we go tonight dynamite
Matching stripe, spark that motor running
Headlights off parked out back behind Outback
No eating just meeting
Real bosses turn anywhere they at into an office
Small talking just make you to a large target
Don't get caught up
OG's never taught you stuff
Hustlers who brung me up