See, I was trippin' through the city a big ol' pistol off these niggaz in the Range, rental I was smokin', drinkin', end up kinda Lookin' my rear view, they followin' me
I wonder why the are they followin' me I seem them niggaz two cars behind me You'll never me slippin', just me and my piece You must be if you think I'ma call the police
I'm a beast, got a crease Still got my thumpin' down the concrete Black and blue This is Strong Arm robbery, you can't me
My garage, a mirage, a of chrome I alive with the nine when I leave my home on tour in Japan, been relaxed in Rome This is grown man business, recognize the
If I recognize the number, won't answer my phone every area code, still stay in my zone I don't play no fuckin' games now, bitch, I'm Now I crack your fuckin' neck to the shit I'm on,
Six-four, chromed out, rollin' Get your weight up 'cause X can't rollin' Niggaz thought it was over but X came rollin' I got my own to roll, so I'm rollin'
Yeah, my release through the streets We hang like orangutans, mangle the hatin', gravitatin' to the lies that they tell My reality takin' over that fiction fail
What the hell, might as well show the cards I'm taste, aromatic, backwood rollin' Got the Range Rover supercharged, with the strut kit My chain hang to my dang-a-lang, the fuck, bitch?
Boomerang my change, I rearrange thangs My slang, click, bang and expose brains I pray, Our Father who art in Heaven Got people out the buildin' like 9/11
Malcolm X to the Z, landin' on them like Plymouth You get knocked out, get socked in your fuckin' Now e'rybody know the business, you it, come get it But if you rollin', throw it up, let me know you with it
Six-four, chromed out, rollin' Get weight up 'cause X can't stop rollin' Niggaz thought it was over but X back rollin' I got my own sack to roll, so I'm
Six-four, chromed out, ragtop Get your weight up 'cause X can't stop Niggaz it was over but X came back rollin' I got my own to roll, so I'm rollin'
Yeah, I my name over beats I binge on the finer things, you in defeat Escalation, elevation to plateau Sometimes it a few steps back to mentally grow
we go, what you know? Campaign in motion Straight Coast and West worldwide rollin' Got that Aston Martin DV9 with a stash box In case I ever find alone in a tight spot
Strip my frame, repave my lane with my ink pen, Citizen Kane Don't when the chamber slide back and bang it taste like shit when you sayin' my name
It's the Golden State heavyweight, the belt 'Cause I'm a one man army, I don't no help is a pistol, I use to protect myself Careful hammerhead hollow points Is bad for health, my nia
Six-four, out, ragtop rollin' Get your weight up 'cause X stop rollin' Niggaz thought it was over but X back rollin' I got my own to roll, so I'm rollin'
Six-four, chromed out, ragtop Get your weight up 'cause X can't rollin' Niggaz it was over but X came back rollin' I got my own to roll, so I'm rollin'
See, I was trippin' through the with a big ol' pistol Trickin' off niggaz in the Range, rental I was smokin', drinkin', end up kinda through my rear view, they followin' me
I wonder why the are they followin' me I them niggaz creepin' two cars behind me You'll never catch me slippin', me and my piece You must be smokin' if you think I'ma call the