(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
Blow 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
