LYRICS
作曲 : Lil' 1/2 Dead/Samuel L. Maeshack/Damon Rose
Still Rollin' - Lil 1/2 Dead
It's 7:20am and I'm already awoke
I'm busting down all my chronic roaches is smoked
I'm hello mad cause I had me a bag but I lost it
Or else did I smoke it or else had to toss it
Damn you forget shit ****in'round with this shit
But I gotcha have it my habit's like an addict
I spark the sticky residue immediately smoked
Don't let it gets the best of me I tells my trout
As I stepped out my house and stopped shorting no loc
I ran back in and I grabbed my 44
So I'm'bout to slide to the side they ride on
And post up them hoes that I can gets my grind on
My mind on nuttin'but my loot today
Just coming up and flossing like dukes decay
Fat sack my strap and I'm rollin'
And twelve packs dumping and I'm smoking on the Dodoma
Still rollin'and that's a fact
That nigga half dead and young quick ta mac well alright
Still rollin'and you know that's right
Two b g's from the ease east side
Still rollin'and that's a fact
That nigga half dead and young quick ta mac well alright
Still rollin'and you know that's right
Two b g's from the ease east side
Well the Friday just hit and it's twelve o'clock
I gets my shit about to shot must stay t top
Karl mother****in t hooked me up with the Bombay
So I gets my floss on like that peep the distract
The summer's popping and I'm goon be niggaz knocking why
'Cause jealous mother****ers talk shit when they see you clocking
But that ain't shit 'cause that's the same niggaz on my dick
Who wanna sell with me and bell with me and elevate their grip
The sun is up niggaz deep clogging up the street
Too cool hit up the spot with hoes in his backseat
My pants was creased and was faded
You might as well call me smokey'cause I'm in by in on Friday
Too that galoot got me tweaking uh huh
Right now I'm chocolate speaking to talking about this weekend
But you continue to dash up like min cheeking
This nigga quick this mike be peeping and have'em niggaz leaping
Still rollin'and that's a fact
That nigga half dead and young quick ta mac well alright
Still rollin'and you know that's right
Two b g's from the ease east side
Still rollin'and that's a fact
That nigga half dead and young quick ta mac well alright
Still rollin'and you know that's right
Two b g's from the ease east side
I decided to ride with a set up camp
And put the lick down like a postman staff
Wrap around the corner'cause the cops on hot revenge
'Till the end then I drops my rocks on locks
Off the hoop'cause the boobs got near
Plus niggaz is seem to see my shit is straight dancing the streets
Heat in my pants in case I have to trip
Double m with the extra clips
Slips never'cause I always gets my strap and I
Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back
In fact my sack was way off in the cut
And tenantry make a sell and the cops pulled up shucks
I had the ends and the navvy in my hand
They took me to the station and my bell was too gray
I belled out and my pockets still navvy
And belling up ocean nigga and I'm still rollin'
Still rollin'and that's a fact
That nigga half dead and young quick ta mac well alright
Still rollin'and you know that's right
Two b g's from the ease east side
Still rollin'and that's a fact
That nigga half dead and young quick ta mac well alright
Still rollin'and you know that's right
Two b g's from the ease east side
Still rollin'and that's a fact
That nigga half dead and young quick ta mac well alright
Still rollin'and you know that's right
Two b g's from the ease east side
Still rollin'and that's a fact
That nigga half dead and young quick ta mac well alright
Still rollin'and you know that's right
Two b g's from the ease east side