(Chorus)
Everywhere we roll, niggas act like they don`t know
It`s like everywhere we roll
(Verse 1 - Big Hutch)
See, in the `hood, a little baby hollers
My momma said it`s all about the dollar
Roll, ???, and Impalas
Just because the big homie hit it
We looked up to the homies `cause we was young niggas wit` it
Spit on the sidewalk, outlined in chalk
We bail to the store, for the Thunderbird
What`s the word, Playa?
Drop a sack, nigga
Me... Hutch is down so get it off... and bring yours back nigga
Beginnin`, the lifestyle`s a straight mystery
A nigga learned the game, fuck history
Started with a couple of zones, then we bought a bird
Time get up... a spot, fuck standin` on the curb
Somewhere... where, we can kick it with some bitches that`s fine
Smoke... skunk weed, and drink, that Nitrane wine
Shiet... pimp ??? never talk about the grind
No misdomeanors, no small prize
ATL straight smokin` tonight!
(Chorus)
Everywhere we go, niggas act like they don`t know
It`s like, everywhere we roll
Everywhere we roll, niggas act like they don`t know
It`s like everywhere we roll
(Verse 2 - KMG)
I love... rollin` my Chevrolet
On the wicked back streets of Californ I, A
I know when I roll, you wanna test my fate
That`s why I pack big heat, as I bounce, rock, skate
Never know no, catch me slippin` dippin` a turf
Fuckin` with me, find your dick deep in the curb
And you know I`m all about business
Slick get-a-ways, at a tight position
Quick to check a bitch, quick in a hurry
90 percent of y`all bitches ain`t worthy
Buy me this, take me out
Boo, I want a new car
Boo, I want a town house
Yo, I never trust a bitch a 100 percent
That`s why I never trick
You can get some dick, but no chips
Now, I once knew this bitch named Tina, super cold
Fucked more niggas than Vanessa Del Rio
Then I met Sam... Ooh, God damn!
I met her back stage at the Oak-Town Summer Jam
A felony hoe, a season pro
Did me and Kim G
And our sound man, Pee Wee
What about Donna?
I thought you wouldn`t mess
Moved to L.A., with prospects to be a actress
She`s in the movie that will never come out
Freak Fest 2000, pimp, drink, smoke out!
(Chorus - Change niggas to bitches)
(Chorus - Again)
