"FO'Z" lyrics
Mozzy & EST Gee Lyrics
That's how all my niggas roll
That's how all my niggas roll
That's how all my niggas roll
(FOREVEROLLING)
Yeah, my wrist a fifty, I got Nickey on me, how we bombin'?
Treat the Urus like a bucket, Forgiato's rubbin'
You ain't no fella from my junction, you ain't plucked, you nothin'
Balaclava on him lookin' smurkish, youngin' up to somethin'
Word to mother, body slammed some shit 'fore I was up a hundred
Kept a stitch, people pick me up, ain't say a word or nothin'
Grab a load, put on Lil Bro, we had him servin' onions
Prostitute her, shout-out Lil Bae, she gave me thirty something
On a B, if l'on crack a seal, then I can't go to sleep
Promoters tweakin', pull up to the 'venue over 40, deep
You know the tweak, rankin' through the roof, then you ain't 'posed to leak
It's one up top, mandatory issue, keep it close to me
Ain't that how it's supposed to be? She gon' give your lo' to me
He gon' give your lo' to Gee, I'ma get you smoked for free
Kamikaze Klan around this bitch, it's somethin' wrong with me
Won't let him diss the dead unless their skeleton belong to Team
Type of shit won't let get in between the city and the police
Seen what nigga get, they dope for me
They Js, I'll do the shoulder lean, the spots, I'll do like four a week
Got cookie, call back off a piece, gon' let you know it's stronger
Weak in Union, man, I front all my youngins their first hundred grams
At fifteen, I had fifteen Gs, a white old screw in 2010
You knew it then, knew I'd be the man, right now, ain't shit changed
Shiner's came, big guns, bankrolls, ice chains
And I'm gon' make your life change 'cause I'm gon' make that price change
Young nigga run those seven figures off meth, we call it ice game
That's how all my niggas roll
That's how all my niggas roll
That's how all my niggas roll
That's how all my niggas roll
(FOREVEROLLING)
Yeah, my wrist a fifty, I got Nickey on me, how we bombin'?
Treat the Urus like a bucket, Forgiato's rubbin'
You ain't no fella from my junction, you ain't plucked, you nothin'
Balaclava on him lookin' smurkish, youngin' up to somethin'
Word to mother, body slammed some shit 'fore I was up a hundred
Kept a stitch, people pick me up, ain't say a word or nothin'
Grab a load, put on Lil Bro, we had him servin' onions
Prostitute her, shout-out Lil Bae, she gave me thirty something
On a B, if l'on crack a seal, then I can't go to sleep
Promoters tweakin', pull up to the 'venue over 40, deep
You know the tweak, rankin' through the roof, then you ain't 'posed to leak
It's one up top, mandatory issue, keep it close to me
Ain't that how it's supposed to be? She gon' give your lo' to me
He gon' give your lo' to Gee, I'ma get you smoked for free
Kamikaze Klan around this bitch, it's somethin' wrong with me
Won't let him diss the dead unless their skeleton belong to Team
Type of shit won't let get in between the city and the police
Seen what nigga get, they dope for me
They Js, I'll do the shoulder lean, the spots, I'll do like four a week
Got cookie, call back off a piece, gon' let you know it's stronger
Weak in Union, man, I front all my youngins their first hundred grams
At fifteen, I had fifteen Gs, a white old screw in 2010
You knew it then, knew I'd be the man, right now, ain't shit changed
Shiner's came, big guns, bankrolls, ice chains
And I'm gon' make your life change 'cause I'm gon' make that price change
Young nigga run those seven figures off meth, we call it ice game
That's how all my niggas roll
That's how all my niggas roll
