(comissioner)


Yeh yeh all my live n***as up in the place
Let me talk to yall
Yeh yeh yeh you know how alot of n***as roll
We tell you how we role on
Check it out now yeh fill yall n***as in on some shit
Now


Burn a n***a like a stoog in them ashtrays
Make a bitch sick like she pregnant eating pickles and mayonaise
Yo the type of n***a when im out on the block
I keep the gat just like bitch with a knife in my sock
Yo the way that we kill shit you could call it a murder
You baby food n***as is softer than gerber
You bugging on the way we bе taking it further
Straight through your heart i might evеn start off a murma
Now back to where we just was at holding it down
N***as on the hillside with boalders rolling it down
Yo as far as records and jewels with platinum and all
And as far as white n***as go and flatten they yard
You know the shit is going on down here
Fuck you come around if you dont go figure
Nothing going on round here
N***a fronting like hes born round here
Dont you know you could find your mrs picture on a wall round here

Yeh we hustle and we stack dog and talk the shit
Trick a little while we pause with no plans to get
Couple grands give me how we all can own up the world
Play yourself and find a dick in your girl
Thats how we roll
Thats how we roll
Thats how we roll
Thats how we roll
Thats how we roll

(comissioner)

Acting like i gave you applaud
Trying to front, me and the student even got no kind of rapport
Know you think that i be off in the zone
Only socialise with certain n***as but i always move on my own
The way a n***as spit shit so real on a track
Like a bitch give hot oakmeal on your back
And you know we keep it hot for the fans
Whip the witch n***as down to bro n***as
Washing pots an pans with dialect eagal eyes
So that the thoroughist n***as
In the live shit the puddle five bouroughing n***as now
The way i fuck it everytime that i drop
You probably wish i be the next to get shot by a cop
But we dont die we multiply n***a
We excel and emulsify and leave shit that make the djs work
Or we might take it back to when
N***as use to rock the t grey shirts
Till my chicks that always carry ya mood
Act a little rude and hold it down still will hold a stash for they dude
Me and my n***as get a whole lot of food
Get the game show money like greed
Without a family feud
Shit 'll make a wild n***a depressed
Fuck around your so wack your seed probably stab you right in the chest
More gutter from the filfy underground for yall
Word is bomb flipmode'll put it down for yall
Yeh we hustle and we stack dog and talk the shit
Trick a little while we pause with no plans to get
Couple grands give me how we all can own up the world
Play yourself and find a dick in your girl
Thats how we roll
Thats how we roll
Thats how we roll
Thats how we roll
Thats how we roll
Thats how we roll
Thats how we roll
Thats how we roll

(comissioner)