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[Chorus: Spice 1] You ain't gotta worry 'bout me watch for the niggas I'm rollin' wit' Pimps, playas, hustlers and G's is the niggas I'm rollin' wit' We all got the same enemies me and the niggas I'm rollin' wit' Pourin' liqour out on the streets for the niggas I'm rollin' wit [Spice 1] Me and my niggas go together like twenty-three's on paralies with mobb style tattoos on our shoulders, backs and bellies All crazy as fuck and don't nobody give a shit Carry guns, smoke weed, pop ex and fight pits Make 'em fight to the death so we can all get a rush Niggas lettin' off fo'-fo's when fired the FUCK UP Money, liqour and pieces, bullet wounds, scars and stitches My niggas is savage, attitudes is all vicious Doin' doughnuts and burnin' rubber in six hundreds Some allegory vehicles while cops'll be stayin' blunted Fight each other some times but still drink out the same bottle if a nigga pull a pistol he gotta use it and that's the motto We don't owe none of you motherfuckers a goddamn dime Couldn't get a one nickel outta me, just a slug and two nines And I don't give a fuck I'm gangster, my nature is savvy SongtexteBlow your brains out and shoot a happy face in your caddy motherfucker [Chorus: Spice 1] You ain't gotta worry 'bout me watch for the niggas I'm rollin' wit' Pimps, playas, hustlers, G's is the niggas I'm rollin' wit' We all got the same enemies me and the niggas I'm rollin' wit' Pourin' liqour out on the streets for the niggas I'm rollin' wit [Spice 1] Sometimes I just can't tell my niggas shit cause I know they gon' get to bustin' You fuck me, you fuck my niggas - crips and bloods and killers Nappy braids, afro's and saggy pants Pop a motherfuckin' collar, just boogie and don't dance Test my thuggin', my niggas act up, I can't control 'em Shake the dice and you can't stand pain, you better hold 'em Don't roll 'em, we bound to put slugs up in your scrotum We all unload together and reload 'em Spiceberg and them millimeter the niggas that roll with me I roll with them, we roll together, till the tank is empty Nigga, my dogs, my folks, my people my blood cousins, my playas, my pimps, my ridaz, my thugs rushin' Motherfuckers did dirt, we ain't trippin' you know the rules Like mechanics my niggas come laced with all the tool So you ain't gotta worry 'bout me Watch for the niggas that I came with and do the damn thing in the game with [Chorus: Spice 1] You ain't gotta worry 'bout me watch for the niggas I'm rollin' wit' Pimps, playas, hustlers, G's is the niggas I'm rollin' wit' We all got the same enemies me and the niggas I'm rollin' wit' Pourin' liqour out on the streets for the niggas I'm rollin' wit [Spice 1] Uh, picture me crawlin' in my catalac escalade Ain't no need for no hatin', cause we all gettin' paid I gotta pocket full of chips, an ounce of weed in the stash we all high talkin' shit, watch the whole car laugh But there's a serious side to all the shit that we do Keep us circulin' killers givin' my enemies blues We choose the life that we live in, take the bitter with the sweet Ready to poom, hittin' the pearl of a hard beat It's Thug Nature, pistols, pimpin', power and paper Real playas, woodgrain, TV's and navigators Just a motherfuckin' gangsta like all my friends Pull up on you muggin' with bullet holes in my Benz We been in all kind of shit, it's been a long ass road I make demo's outta niggas, strikin' fear on my foes Fuck the world if you can't thug A lotta niggas out here as well will do for some slugs motherfucker [Chorus: Spice 1] You ain't gotta worry 'bout me watch for the niggas I'm rollin' wit' Pimps, playas, hustlers, G's is the niggas I'm rollin' wit' We all got the same enemies me and the niggas I'm rollin' wit' Pourin' liqour out on the streets for the niggas I'm rollin' wit You ain't gotta worry 'bout me watch for the niggas I'm rollin' wit' Pimps, playas, hustlers, G's is the niggas I'm rollin' wit' We all got the same enemies me and the niggas I'm rollin' wit' Pourin' liqour out on the streets for the niggas I'm rollin' wit ...for the niggas I'm rollin' with Aus Songtexte Mania