Paroles:
U God Hit Em Up Roll Out

U-God)] We hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up (Then ride out, ride out, ride out, ride out) [U-God] The sharp and expensive, blinding ya

U-God)] We hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up (Then ride out, ride out, ride out, ride out) [U-God] The sharp and expensive, blinding ya

setter with a beretta, for real it ain't no faking I done showed up and I po'd up, then I blowed up like yeast Diamonds slugs up on my teeth, hollerin

The F*** Out The Kitchen, When Ni**As Pay Ya Every Friday U Aint Got To Stick Em, At The Dice Game If Ace Roll A Six Its No Problem, But If You Roll A

fucked up I'm a make them come and hit me with the recoup God dammnit I'm still in the dope spot Why the fuck you think I pull up in a dope car Gold shoes

out my foot on his line and leave him burnt up cookin Yeah I break off off my heat cuz when I'm in the streets And I hit these streets I'ma keep my peace

real simple, see the God flows healthy Wealth in the mind is like money in the bank Exchange cash like thoughts in conversation Thank you for your purchases, we dough out and roll out

Again Every Time We Put A Nigga Out Game Slaughter Them Catch U In The Alley Wut U Gunna Do Wit Out Yo Man Feel Like Im Bishop Standin Over Radamans U

t pop or the mafia Kim tell cease get the fuckin truck We bout to hit the Wolersheim district get fucked up Pop bad bottles son twist up the phillies