"Who 'U Rollin' With?" lyrics
Picallo & Cubo & Pitbull Lyrics
Who you rolling with? (Who you rolling with?)
What you represent? (What you represent?)
Who you rolling with? (Who you rolling with?)
What click you represent? (What click you represent?)
Who you rolling with? (Who you rolling with?)
What you represent? (What you represent?)
What click you rolling with? (What click you rolling with?)
Tell em who you rolling with, gangsters represent your clique
They don't want no part us, headbussas throw it up
Tell em who you rolling with, gangsters represent your clique
They don't want no part us, headbussas throw it up
Yeah, uh
Hol' up, hol' up, lemme jump on the track and spit something that go like that
Cubo, that nigga in the back that's been calling plays like a quarterback
One time for the hustlers, hustlers making bread on the block hustling, hustling
They don't want no problems with a nigga like me 'cause I've been in the game and I don't know what I'm gon' eat
Y'all don't want no beef with me, y'all don't wanna take it to the streets with me
Leave peacefully 'cause I believe that you will see me with P.I.C and O.B.T
We up in it, Chevy through Chevy with the windows tinted
Ride around [?], put em up, put em up, representin'
I'm Dade-County, 305, M.I.A., when I ride
Hold that fire, on my side, I'ma rep my shit 'till I die
I don't play no games or see no gaze, you know my name
I'm off the chain, I'll shoot them thangs that hit your brain
Hit your chest, rearrange the frame, I'm all that
Make sure you get your soldiers to fall back
Run up if you want to the chopper chop you on contact
It's Cubo, lettin' you know, I'm ready to go, ready to blow
When it come down to the comedown, I'm not gonna hold shit dawg, I'm lettin' them go
Tell em' who you rolling with, gangsters represent your clique
They don't want no part us, headbussas throw it up
Tell em' who you rolling with, gangsters represent your clique
They don't want no part us, headbussas throw it up
We see the East side, throw it up, West side, throw it up
North side, throw it up, South side, put em' up (Ayy)
I'm from the Dade-County, I know you hearda, hearda
We bout that murda, murda, we take it all when we serve ya
You haters gon' hate me (Hate me), my money piling up (Piling up)
Them [?] wild as fuck, you [?] trippin', throw it up (Hey)
My goon don't fuck 'round, we bout to lay it down (Lay it down)
I'm tired of serving white at the table bagging brown
My clique be headbussa, we [?] strapped with no ride
We handle business, you got a problem? We gon' handle that
Peepin' like you coked up, body parts floatin' up
We turn everything dark, I'll hit em' up they ain't see it coming
I keep the cutta on me, acting like I owe you something
[?] by this hoe I'm fucking
[?] stupid ass nigga [?] about nothing
Tell em' who you rolling with, gangsters represent your clique
They don't want no part us, headbussas throw it up
Tell em' who you rolling with, gangsters represent your clique
They don't want no part us, headbussas throw it up
When it comes to my conscious, it's like fuck a nigga
Pull the trigger, watch him fall
My clique, we don't see nothin', don't start it, it won't be nothing
My pistol, I keep that, hit at me, I'ma hit back, nigga get back
Let em' know the pick back, matter fact, lemme get at that
This yo bitch, respect me like the pope bitch
Plenty weed and coke bitch, got pulled like a [?], tell em' Chris
A real nigga never snitch, indictment shit they tried that
Take the house, I'll buy it back, won't take me more than five track
That's all me, same as in the field, yo
Suck dick up in this game when I came like a dildo
[?]
Fuck it, they ain't feeling, yo, I'm eating like a billy goat
Representin' my town, clique, I'm good, they ain't find shit
Still got them fire sticks, sittin' by them nine bricks
They don't know what they fuckin' wit, half of em' just talkin' shit
Coked up and drankin' liq, boutta go ahead and just [?] spit, fuck em'
Tell em' who you rolling with, gangsters represent your clique
They don't want no part us, headbussas throw it up
Tell em' who you rolling with, gangsters represent your clique
They don't want no part us, headbussas throw it up
Put your clique up in air one time, mane
All them real G's all over the world, huh
IRS is the clique, mane
From my town to your town, this how it go down
Big Texas style, OG Ron C wrecking y'all, huh? What?
So pour up somethin', roll up somethin', we do it like this here
Represent your clique
What you represent? (What you represent?)
Who you rolling with? (Who you rolling with?)
What click you represent? (What click you represent?)
Who you rolling with? (Who you rolling with?)
What you represent? (What you represent?)
What click you rolling with? (What click you rolling with?)
Tell em who you rolling with, gangsters represent your clique
They don't want no part us, headbussas throw it up
Tell em who you rolling with, gangsters represent your clique
They don't want no part us, headbussas throw it up
Yeah, uh
Hol' up, hol' up, lemme jump on the track and spit something that go like that
Cubo, that nigga in the back that's been calling plays like a quarterback
One time for the hustlers, hustlers making bread on the block hustling, hustling
They don't want no problems with a nigga like me 'cause I've been in the game and I don't know what I'm gon' eat
Y'all don't want no beef with me, y'all don't wanna take it to the streets with me
Leave peacefully 'cause I believe that you will see me with P.I.C and O.B.T
We up in it, Chevy through Chevy with the windows tinted
Ride around [?], put em up, put em up, representin'
I'm Dade-County, 305, M.I.A., when I ride
Hold that fire, on my side, I'ma rep my shit 'till I die
I don't play no games or see no gaze, you know my name
I'm off the chain, I'll shoot them thangs that hit your brain
Hit your chest, rearrange the frame, I'm all that
Make sure you get your soldiers to fall back
Run up if you want to the chopper chop you on contact
It's Cubo, lettin' you know, I'm ready to go, ready to blow
When it come down to the comedown, I'm not gonna hold shit dawg, I'm lettin' them go
Tell em' who you rolling with, gangsters represent your clique
They don't want no part us, headbussas throw it up
Tell em' who you rolling with, gangsters represent your clique
They don't want no part us, headbussas throw it up
We see the East side, throw it up, West side, throw it up
North side, throw it up, South side, put em' up (Ayy)
I'm from the Dade-County, I know you hearda, hearda
We bout that murda, murda, we take it all when we serve ya
You haters gon' hate me (Hate me), my money piling up (Piling up)
Them [?] wild as fuck, you [?] trippin', throw it up (Hey)
My goon don't fuck 'round, we bout to lay it down (Lay it down)
I'm tired of serving white at the table bagging brown
My clique be headbussa, we [?] strapped with no ride
We handle business, you got a problem? We gon' handle that
Peepin' like you coked up, body parts floatin' up
We turn everything dark, I'll hit em' up they ain't see it coming
I keep the cutta on me, acting like I owe you something
[?] by this hoe I'm fucking
[?] stupid ass nigga [?] about nothing
Tell em' who you rolling with, gangsters represent your clique
They don't want no part us, headbussas throw it up
Tell em' who you rolling with, gangsters represent your clique
They don't want no part us, headbussas throw it up
When it comes to my conscious, it's like fuck a nigga
Pull the trigger, watch him fall
My clique, we don't see nothin', don't start it, it won't be nothing
My pistol, I keep that, hit at me, I'ma hit back, nigga get back
Let em' know the pick back, matter fact, lemme get at that
This yo bitch, respect me like the pope bitch
Plenty weed and coke bitch, got pulled like a [?], tell em' Chris
A real nigga never snitch, indictment shit they tried that
Take the house, I'll buy it back, won't take me more than five track
That's all me, same as in the field, yo
Suck dick up in this game when I came like a dildo
[?]
Fuck it, they ain't feeling, yo, I'm eating like a billy goat
Representin' my town, clique, I'm good, they ain't find shit
Still got them fire sticks, sittin' by them nine bricks
They don't know what they fuckin' wit, half of em' just talkin' shit
Coked up and drankin' liq, boutta go ahead and just [?] spit, fuck em'
Tell em' who you rolling with, gangsters represent your clique
They don't want no part us, headbussas throw it up
Tell em' who you rolling with, gangsters represent your clique
They don't want no part us, headbussas throw it up
Put your clique up in air one time, mane
All them real G's all over the world, huh
IRS is the clique, mane
From my town to your town, this how it go down
Big Texas style, OG Ron C wrecking y'all, huh? What?
So pour up somethin', roll up somethin', we do it like this here
Represent your clique
