I’m chilling in my crib
I’m hangin’ in da hood
Doin’ what I want
Not the shit that I should
I’m quite a’ight with being blunted all day
Or tippin’ a 40 at an illin’ partay
I cruise in ma benz
Wid ma grill fulla bling
Flashin’ ma benjamins
And sippin’ some lean
I’m poppin’ ma tags
And sportin’ my kicks
Cause that’s just how I roll
I’m such a balla
That all the freaky hoes always holla
I’ll grab your bone, take you home
And you can slam my ba-daka-donk
I’m scratchin’ some wax
I’m droppin’ dope beats
Ya know I’m the tightest
Sound in the streets
I ain’t playin’ y’ know what I’m sayin’
Cause that’s just how I roll.
Wannabes
Make me wanna shout “Cracka Please!”
Posers be wack
Homies watch my back
And I’ll bust a cap in their ass.
I’m bailin’ town
Cause I’m on the down low
Don’t wanna run in
Wid the fuckin’ popo
Cause I don’t wanna be down on death row.
And that’s just how I roll.
