Slow Roll - Boldy James/The Alchemist.mp3

[00:42.62]All my youngins be on go mode
[00:48.14]Slow roll, all my youngins be on go mode
[00:53.45]Let's get it
[00:55.12]Used to pack it up, had to slow roll, tryna trap me up a dough roll
[00:58.54]Hundred round Drac' and the long nose, thuggin' on 8 with the .44s
[01:01.70]High-speed chase 'til the drugs on, runnin' from Jake and the popo
[01:05.41]They claim the game but they subpar
[01:07.04]Sweat a hundred Percs, need another jar
[01:08.50]Been a hot boy with them rock stars
[01:10.08]Watching out for the sweep off of Dunbar
[01:11.83]Little Grand Marquis just be unmarked
[01:13.58]Sitting on a corner in her hood parked
[01:15.33]Said he beat his gun charge, seen't 'em in the hood
[01:17.04]Hop out the back of a squad car
[01:18.91]Either you trap or you farm hot
[01:20.50]Choppers with straps on the arm stock
[01:22.54]Slidin' with Glocks in the armrest
[01:24.00]Got some get-back, we ain't duckin' no wreck
[01:26.33]Put that chopper to a n!gga lips like some fxckin' Carmex
[01:29.37]Blow the Artex, DJ run it back like a fxckin' hot track
[01:32.66]Thuggin' in the projects, I wish I could bring my n!gga Mas back
[01:36.12]Turn your town into Old Country Buffet
[01:37.66]But we met the plug at Outback
[01:39.33]We was back and forth down in K-Y, runnin' with the Wildcats
[01:42.75]Met my young dog up in Mount Jax to get off the loud pack
[01:46.33]Hate my irritating ass Js but a n!gga love to count racks
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[02:02.91]When my doc' write, look like scribble-scratch
[02:04.66]Straight drop got a n!gga block slappin' like a pitty-pat
[02:07.29]Stuff a b!tch with a thousand Xanax in a jimmy hat
[02:09.87]Hothead with a heated temper, quick to Windex a n!gga fitted cap
[02:13.08]Right hand man the grim reaper, index finger, don't trigger that
[02:16.25]Dumb thinking you can fxck with Blockworks
[02:18.83]How the fxck a n!gga figure that?
[02:20.33]He done got whacked, hit him in his hat
[02:21.79]Twist his top back, we'll peel his cap
[02:23.50]Bloodstains on the concrete
[02:25.20]All-white stitch with a hint of grey
[02:26.91]Broken glass, middle of the street
[02:28.66]See the bricks chipped from the ricochet
[02:30.45]Wipe a opp off the hit-list, slidin' off with them misfits
[02:33.91]Ridin' 'round with this big b!tch, I just made another chicken play
[02:37.12]Don't let that money go to your head
[02:39.00]Cause the money change hands anyway
[02:40.70]In the Feds on his death bed only time when a n!gga pray
[02:44.41]Shawty took it straight to the head, R.I.P. to my n!gga Tay
[02:47.91]Free Justo, free my n!gga K, gotta hold it down for my n!gga Ray
[02:51.12]Used to let him pour his own trouble
[02:52.66]Champagne glass full of rose bubbles
[02:54.37]Louis belt with the gold buckle
[02:56.12]Mr. Micheal Mary with the stone jungle (Whatever)
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