JUICE

JUICE - We Rollin' lyrics

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(feat. The Game)

[Sample:]

I'm gonna have a sweet life, sweetest life you've ever seen

And when the day is over, gonna go to sleep and I feel the greed

Momma can you hear me?

[Verse 1: Juice]

I'm pushin a Cadillac man, it's black man

And I'm a black man, in a Cadillac man, see what I'm saying is?

Ain't no diamonds in the back, diamonds on my neck

D-Diamonds on my neck, D-Diamonds on my neck

I'm so fresh, so clean, edge sharper than a ginsu

Look at the soul of my Air 1's, see what I been through

Been through the struggle and drove through the fire

Kanye on the track, that nigga spittin' through the wire

I spit that pain rap, every chorus need a choir

Like feinds need suppliers, like Daytons to the wires

I'm rollin', rollin'

Turn my music up and keep rollin', rollin'..

[Chorus: The Game]

Man, we just rollin', rollin'

Turn the music up, we just rollin', rollin'

Let the windows down and keep rollin', rollin'

Man, we just rollin', rollin'

Picture me rollin', rollin'

System on blast, just rollin', rollin'

Foot on the gas, we just rollin', rollin'

Man, we just rollin', rollin'

[Verse 2: Juice]

I got my back on the wall like a hustler

Smokin' like a muffler, waiting for the customers

I got that that weight, that they push up state for

Feinds can't wait for, enemies hate for

Me to make that cake or drive through the state for

P-H-X, A-Z is what I came for

Rock my chain for, hooked up with Game for

Headed to the booth, shotgun in the Range for

I could make change more, and my shit bang more

Bitches screamin' my name when I open them Range doors

When my ribs was touchin', ain't nobody know 'em

So tell them niggaz, picture me rollin'

[Chorus: The Game]

Man, we just rollin', rollin'

Turn the music up, we just rollin', rollin'

Let the windows down and keep rollin', rollin'

Man, we just rollin', rollin'

Picture me rollin', rollin'

System on blast, just rollin', rollin'

Foot on the gas, we just rollin', rollin'

Man, we just rollin', rollin'

[Verse 3: Juice]

Homie I'm just rollin', rollin', thinkin' 'bout the past

They said I would never last, so even if you trashed

Keep rollin', rollin', and I got a stashspot

Niggaz is killin' so my stashspot, got a stashspot

Roll up the window, roll up the endo

Blow it out the sunroof, share it with my kinfolk

My niggaz in the grave, my niggaz behind bars

Man, there's too many of ya'll, but ya'll know who you are

Gangbangers in the hood, and they shootin' like stars

And the gangbangers I know don't wear shoes with the stars

They tie bandanas, and they shootin' out cars

So I had to turn it around, and start shootin' out bars

[Chorus: The Game]

Man, we just rollin', rollin'

Turn the music up, we just rollin', rollin'

Let the windows down and keep rollin', rollin'

Man, we just rollin', rollin'

Picture me rollin', rollin'

System on blast, just rollin', rollin'

Foot on the gas, we just rollin', rollin'

Man, we just rollin', rollin'

[Outro: Juice]

Yeah, it's a Blackwall Street recording

We got the Juice now niggaz

Haha, gone

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