"They Roll" lyrics
(feat. The Game)
[Nipsey Hussle:]
Rolling on Slauson
Rolling on Slauson
Rolling on Slauson
Compton's in the house
Compton's in the house
[Nipsy Hussle:]
Blue converse nigga
Rich rolling from the dirt just banging my turf
Like Snoop did
Same color rag just a new crip
Blue bandannas blue dickies and a deuce fifth
Slauson Ave. ain't the side you could truce with
Homicide city turned these young niggas ruthless
With loose lips will make a snitch nigga shoes slip
Pistol introduce a pussy nigga to the pulpit
Blue rag "S" hat gold on my neck fat
Gun case catch that cause neighborhood I rep that
Bust heads peel caps cook coke sell crack
Hit the county jail make yo enemies run that
Mamma know my gun clap granny know my gun clap
Shoot it out fuck that
Duck down bust back
Deuce deuces on my Cadillac
California state of mind since Kurupt dropped with battle cat
[Nipsey Hussle:]
Some niggas crippin and some niggas don't
Times get so crazy when you're out on your own
Some niggas blooding and some niggas don't
Times get so crazy when you're out on your own
We gets it cracking like the old Gs used to do
We keeps it cracking like the old Gs use to do in 85 and 87, and 91
Them gangsters. They roll
Them gangsters. They roll
[The Game:]
Red converse nigga
So whooping from the dirt nigga
Banging my turf like snoop did
And it's still 187 on a motherfucking cop
When I'm dipping down the block banging Black Superman
And CJ Mack naw Game wasn't the first with the L.A. tat
It was Keita Rock I'm the blood him straight from Cedar block
Name still painted on the wall I never leave the block
Can't stop won't stop gotta keep the heater cocked
Fiends like S Dot they'll never leave the rock
Palm trees crips bloods hundreds in the strip club
Game so whooped out and Nipsey all cripped up
C walk B walk stomping in my red chucks
Red rag pants sag nigga I don't give a fuck
Bigger rims on bigger trucks
California state of mind since Pac drop Hit Em Up
[Nipsey Hussle:]
Some niggas crippin and some niggas don't
Times get so crazy when you're out on your own
Some niggas blooding and some niggas don't
'Cause times get so crazy when you're out on your own
We gets it cracking like the old Gs used to do
We keeps it cracking like the old Gs used to do in 85 and 87, and 91
Them gangsters live on
Them gangsters. They roll
Rolling on Slauson
Rolling on Slauson
Rolling on Slauson
Compton's in the house
Compton's in the house
[Nipsy Hussle:]
Blue converse nigga
Rich rolling from the dirt just banging my turf
Like Snoop did
Same color rag just a new crip
Blue bandannas blue dickies and a deuce fifth
Slauson Ave. ain't the side you could truce with
Homicide city turned these young niggas ruthless
With loose lips will make a snitch nigga shoes slip
Pistol introduce a pussy nigga to the pulpit
Blue rag "S" hat gold on my neck fat
Gun case catch that cause neighborhood I rep that
Bust heads peel caps cook coke sell crack
Hit the county jail make yo enemies run that
Mamma know my gun clap granny know my gun clap
Shoot it out fuck that
Duck down bust back
Deuce deuces on my Cadillac
California state of mind since Kurupt dropped with battle cat
[Nipsey Hussle:]
Some niggas crippin and some niggas don't
Times get so crazy when you're out on your own
Some niggas blooding and some niggas don't
Times get so crazy when you're out on your own
We gets it cracking like the old Gs used to do
We keeps it cracking like the old Gs use to do in 85 and 87, and 91
Them gangsters. They roll
Them gangsters. They roll
[The Game:]
Red converse nigga
So whooping from the dirt nigga
Banging my turf like snoop did
And it's still 187 on a motherfucking cop
When I'm dipping down the block banging Black Superman
And CJ Mack naw Game wasn't the first with the L.A. tat
It was Keita Rock I'm the blood him straight from Cedar block
Name still painted on the wall I never leave the block
Can't stop won't stop gotta keep the heater cocked
Fiends like S Dot they'll never leave the rock
Palm trees crips bloods hundreds in the strip club
Game so whooped out and Nipsey all cripped up
C walk B walk stomping in my red chucks
Red rag pants sag nigga I don't give a fuck
Bigger rims on bigger trucks
California state of mind since Pac drop Hit Em Up
[Nipsey Hussle:]
Some niggas crippin and some niggas don't
Times get so crazy when you're out on your own
Some niggas blooding and some niggas don't
'Cause times get so crazy when you're out on your own
We gets it cracking like the old Gs used to do
We keeps it cracking like the old Gs used to do in 85 and 87, and 91
Them gangsters live on
Them gangsters. They roll
Writer(s): Ermias Joseph Asghedom, Cosmo Hickox
