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Every time I get a chance, I'ma hold the rollie up
Broke nigga in his feelings, tell him get they trophies up
Real ten letta baby never give the homies up
Lay a finger on my body, then you finna owe me somethin
That's your life, look, watch what you doin
What you say, cause it get trife
I'ma stand with my brother, no matter if he wrong or right
Drop a bag, get him whacked, then I jump up on a flight
Troll the thugs on the net, gotta know that it's on sight
Look, niggas hatin' on the kid cause they can't come around
As young as playin' football, I'm tryna kill him now
Sucka said they ran me out, but I'm still in town
The feds, they won't say a word, I'ma sit it down
Look, it hurt my feelings when I lost Dre
We was up in H-Town, havin' our way
Got broke, the news, I shed tears for him, all day
Chin up and chest out, that's what my dawg say
I was confused when I lost Bris
On the road to touch a bag, had me car sick
That get back was somethin' nice, I ain't gon' start shit
We had the biddy on fire, nigga, that's hard shit
Look, feel like the man with the Rollie on
All these hoes love the view, like the homie's song
Bitches don't know who to choose cause the homie's on
Gon' keep stunnin', keep shinin' cause the homie's gone
Every time I get a chance, I'ma hold the Rollie up
Broke nigga and his feelings, tell him get that trophies up
Real ten, leta baby never get a homie's up
Lay a finger on my body, then you finna owe me somethin
That's your life, look, watch what you doin
What you say, cause it get trife
I'ma stand with my brother, no matter if he wrong or right
Drop a bag, get him whacked, do not jump up on a flight
Throw the thugs on the neck, gotta know that it's on sight
Look, my neck ain't nothin' you should reach for
If you ever get him off me, better keep pole
At your door, tryna blow him through the peephole
Now you fresh as fuck in your casket , you gon' need those
These niggas envy, I can see it from a mile away
Cut some niggas off cause they hate, and I'm proud to say
You good where you at in life, but I ain't tryna stay
They playin' games all day, I ain't got time to play
I love my brothers, right or wrong, I'ma stand with them
Seem like God placed me with some soldiers like he handpicked them
Caught some niggas out of bound, I let my mans get him
Your brother left, you on stuck, you shoulda ran with him
These niggas act like they ain't told, I ain't feelin' that
If and if you told some years ago, bitch, you still a rat
Nigga's life be on the line, and he still a crack
Paperwork, wearin' vials, still tryna rap
Every time I get a chance, I'ma hold the rollie up
Broke nigga and his feelings, tell him, get they trophies up
Real ten letta baby never give a homie's up
Lay a finger on my body, then you finna owe me somethin', that's your life
Watch what you doin', what you say, cause it get trife
I'ma stand with my brother, no matter if he wrong or right
Drop a bag, get him whacked, then I jump up on a flight
Throw the thugs on the net, gotta know that it's on sight