D-STROY

D-STROY - Roll Out lyrics

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[samples:] You Heard The Chief, Transform And Roll Out

[Verse One]

The bad apple outta the bunch

Take the captn outta the crunch, packing a punch

When im rapping for lunch, fuck having a hunch

Im acting trife, jack a knife slape ya wife

Ask ya life what is it willing to sacrifice

Half the night, nigga's said I needed a drug

D you be wilding, but the beat make's me bug

The lab attict, with bad habit's, feeding giraffes cabbage

That had rabbits, when it would shit I laugh at it

HA HA HA HA HA HA I dont think so

Ya mink coat, and stink flow, could sink slo

Drown dave, but I could never cause I found way's

Make Soundwave's surround's slave's from underground caves

Have Megatron, crying and beg the don

To let his arm go or hell get his mom, threaten to set a bomb

[Chorus]

BUT BUT HOLD UP WATCH YA SELF WHEN WE ROLL UP

MAKING PEOPLE JUST GO NUTS AND SO WHUT

AFTER THAT YOU BLOW UP WE ROLL OUT NO DOUBT

AFTER THAT YOU BLOW UP WE ROLL OUT NO DOUBT

AFTER THAT YOU BLOW UP WE ROLL OUT NO DOUBT

TRANSFORM THE JAMS ON THATS HOW WE GO OUT

[Verse Two]

Return of the ultimate whos dope as shit

This coach is sick with the strength of hulk hogans kick

Push you over cliffs the smoke is thick in graf spots

Kill mascots wit mad bot and keep rap's hot

Who. could. flip. like.

This loonertic that's soon to get expect to lose

Watch. when. i. strike.

A threat to you affecting crews get ya shoe's

Come. and. see. how.

D. stroy. be. wild.

Hype on it meanwhile heads' saying gee wow

At the end redial we now illegal

Ya week ass should sleep fast this winning streak last

Till there's a deep gash this what the street's blast

[Chorus]

NIGGAS BE ROLLING BUT BUT BUT HOLD UP

ROLLING DOWN THE STREET BUT BUT BUT HOLD UP

NIGGAS BE ROLLING BUT BUT BUT HOLD UP

ROLLING DOWN THE STREET BUT BUT BUT HOLD UP

[Verse Three]

Holy cow

Said by the sports caster cause my thought's blast ya

Lyric's so hard I cough plaster

I taught master yoking rebel's smoking devil's

In this game I go thru level's eating cocoa pebble's

D-stroy wild like gene simmin's my teams winning

Got d.j. fiend's spinning in club's I seen them in .....

Bring rap storms to platform even attack spawn

His backs torn by phat song's jimmy crack corn

And I dont care for wack jawns.... we got bomb's

Stock's bond hot thong's more hit's then dot coms

Man sit, read the pamphlet's I like my fan's sick

Moving like transit, bandit's or gambit's hands ,quick

The terror era got better way's to battle renegade's

Set a day when they get to play tellem bring they medicade's

Cause every letter spray's sever slay chevolay's

Steady blaze do I do drug's nah im already crayz

Smack in the middle you attacking with little

Slacking with riddle's wise crack's and the giggle's

Got ya back in a pickle now sweat happen to trickle

That's what you get for rapping to pitbull's

Snacking on kibble's and bit's

I tackle and rip you to shit

[Chorus]

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