How We Roll Lyrics
| Song | How We Roll |
| Artist | Krayzie Bone |
| Album | Leathaface the Legends Underground Part |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Devil & Krayzie | |
| That's right nigga (Double Glock) Mr. Leathaface (It don't stop) Ya'll niggas wanna be real (The bloody body rott) get caught up in some of this thug shit. | |
| -Chorus- | |
| This how the thugs and the hustla'z and gangsta's play, this how we roll (This what we do) That's how we roll | |
| Krayzie | |
| Niggas was born and brought up in the hood, hung out with killas and crooks/ They showed the nigga how to cook the rocks and not to get booked by the cops/ Young, haulin' I'm 17, I'm on the corner with Burna, my dawg and niggas ain't got no place to sleep or to eat at all/ F**k that, pass that sawed-off pump/ Since we ain't got no dope to slang, partner, ya'll know what? We' like some motherf**kin' scavangers on they ass was scandalous and this is just a jackin' don't make it assault and battery/ In a stolen Caddy, jump out âWhat's up nigga?â We know you got some dough, what's happenin' nigga? You just sold to that crackhead/ I'm buzzin' of that motherf**kin' 40 a gutt/ Is you gon' drop the f**kin' money lil' homey or what? âOnly got 25 dollers manâ Nigga shut tha f**k up! Cauze you ahead a me 25 dollars, nigga I ain't got nothin'/ And did I mention (Listen) I ain't ate since Monday, today's Friday so nigga release them two tens and that five or you die today, die today | |
| -Chorus- | |
| Krayzie | |
| Motherf**kers ain't ready for this/ I been told ya'll niggas, but now I got to come show ya'll niggas with a 9 millimeter heater, shit finna get violent, violent/ Deuce Double O Tre, f**k the Po-Po, FBI, and the CIA or any other motherf**ker wanna know what's up with Kray, hey/ Eat a dick bitch, out my way I got to go/ Gotta get the dough, pocket full of profit/ Cock it, watch it, I'm not the ho gettin' robbed, oh no! What I tell nigga âbout the 4-4, it blow/ How âbout anybody that f**ks with me, killa, pop pop! Drop to your knees nigga/ Didn't think ya see yourself bleed, did ya? Like a show, gotta a lot of pleasin' ya/ Manditory we run up and detatch niggas for everythang/ Just show me the money, when you hear the wind blow, you know it's blowin' at LeathaFace/ You know that's murda mo' nigga got to kill some more/ Nigga murda mo' nigga got to kill some more (For this thug shit) | |
| -Chorus- |
| Devil Krayzie | |
| That' s right nigga Double Glock Mr. Leathaface It don' t stop Ya' ll niggas wanna be real The bloody body rott get caught up in some of this thug shit. | |
| Chorus | |
| This how the thugs and the hustla' z and gangsta' s play, this how we roll This what we do That' s how we roll | |
| Krayzie | |
| Niggas was born and brought up in the hood, hung out with killas and crooks They showed the nigga how to cook the rocks and not to get booked by the cops Young, haulin' I' m 17, I' m on the corner with Burna, my dawg and niggas ain' t got no place to sleep or to eat at all F k that, pass that sawedoff pump Since we ain' t got no dope to slang, partner, ya' ll know what? We' like some motherf kin' scavangers on they ass was scandalous and this is just a jackin' don' t make it assault and battery In a stolen Caddy, jump out What' s up nigga? We know you got some dough, what' s happenin' nigga? You just sold to that crackhead I' m buzzin' of that motherf kin' 40 a gutt Is you gon' drop the f kin' money lil' homey or what? Only got 25 dollers man Nigga shut tha f k up! Cauze you ahead a me 25 dollars, nigga I ain' t got nothin' And did I mention Listen I ain' t ate since Monday, today' s Friday so nigga release them two tens and that five or you die today, die today | |
| Chorus | |
| Krayzie | |
| Motherf kers ain' t ready for this I been told ya' ll niggas, but now I got to come show ya' ll niggas with a 9 millimeter heater, shit finna get violent, violent Deuce Double O Tre, f k the PoPo, FBI, and the CIA or any other motherf ker wanna know what' s up with Kray, hey Eat a dick bitch, out my way I got to go Gotta get the dough, pocket full of profit Cock it, watch it, I' m not the ho gettin' robbed, oh no! What I tell nigga bout the 44, it blow How bout anybody that f ks with me, killa, pop pop! Drop to your knees nigga Didn' t think ya see yourself bleed, did ya? Like a show, gotta a lot of pleasin' ya Manditory we run up and detatch niggas for everythang Just show me the money, when you hear the wind blow, you know it' s blowin' at LeathaFace You know that' s murda mo' nigga got to kill some more Nigga murda mo' nigga got to kill some more For this thug shit | |
| Chorus |
| Devil Krayzie | |
| That' s right nigga Double Glock Mr. Leathaface It don' t stop Ya' ll niggas wanna be real The bloody body rott get caught up in some of this thug shit. | |
| Chorus | |
| This how the thugs and the hustla' z and gangsta' s play, this how we roll This what we do That' s how we roll | |
| Krayzie | |
| Niggas was born and brought up in the hood, hung out with killas and crooks They showed the nigga how to cook the rocks and not to get booked by the cops Young, haulin' I' m 17, I' m on the corner with Burna, my dawg and niggas ain' t got no place to sleep or to eat at all F k that, pass that sawedoff pump Since we ain' t got no dope to slang, partner, ya' ll know what? We' like some motherf kin' scavangers on they ass was scandalous and this is just a jackin' don' t make it assault and battery In a stolen Caddy, jump out What' s up nigga? We know you got some dough, what' s happenin' nigga? You just sold to that crackhead I' m buzzin' of that motherf kin' 40 a gutt Is you gon' drop the f kin' money lil' homey or what? Only got 25 dollers man Nigga shut tha f k up! Cauze you ahead a me 25 dollars, nigga I ain' t got nothin' And did I mention Listen I ain' t ate since Monday, today' s Friday so nigga release them two tens and that five or you die today, die today | |
| Chorus | |
| Krayzie | |
| Motherf kers ain' t ready for this I been told ya' ll niggas, but now I got to come show ya' ll niggas with a 9 millimeter heater, shit finna get violent, violent Deuce Double O Tre, f k the PoPo, FBI, and the CIA or any other motherf ker wanna know what' s up with Kray, hey Eat a dick bitch, out my way I got to go Gotta get the dough, pocket full of profit Cock it, watch it, I' m not the ho gettin' robbed, oh no! What I tell nigga bout the 44, it blow How bout anybody that f ks with me, killa, pop pop! Drop to your knees nigga Didn' t think ya see yourself bleed, did ya? Like a show, gotta a lot of pleasin' ya Manditory we run up and detatch niggas for everythang Just show me the money, when you hear the wind blow, you know it' s blowin' at LeathaFace You know that' s murda mo' nigga got to kill some more Nigga murda mo' nigga got to kill some more For this thug shit | |
| Chorus |
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