Thursday, May 21, 2015

Lyrics to the song "Roll Something "by Point One from the album "The Chronic 2014" By Point One https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/the-chronic-2014/id951920438 ISRC QM-K6X-14-00073 Written By Justin David Myers (Ascap) Published By Capone Dub Entertainment (Ascap) ©2014 And Available For Purchase In Retailers Around The World

Lyrics to the song "Roll Something "by Point One from the album "The Chronic 2014" By Point One https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/the-chronic-2014/id951920438 ISRC QM-K6X-14-00073 Written By Justin David Myers (Ascap) Published By Capone Dub Entertainment (Ascap) ©2014 And Available For Purchase In Retailers Around The World 




(intro/chorus/hook/bridge)

" I bring it in



Weigh it out



You

Know

Im
Slanging bout




You
See me
Moving
These packs




Only
In
Greater



A-Mounts-----“













“I bring it in



Weigh it out





You know

Im

Slanging bout



You see me moving these


Packs



Only in larger






------A-mounts"






Verse 1





"Im a bundle toata


A cash folda


A hard rolla




Pistol locked in the box


You know that the
four roll up



Two striker



Gun holder




Pump slap
Your face


Loc up-


Break it
up



LIVE

Mob
fam



Hand
the gram


To the
owner



Smell the odor--


Of this bang we roll on



Seven leaves
No seeds
You know what the title be



There
Is
No
Reason to call it


Im a dig it
For the
Profit


If you hold some

Then I want it




Im a hustler
From the starting



Think im ending-
-Kid
Im Point One--


Sixteen ounces
Scale it now


And
Im
Still not done



Give a couple more
a pretty flip
An
Go get
My nuts loved



Shes beauty so
I want some


Her bodys
What I
Lust on


A look just like a model
why my
Sex games on
Auto(a)---"




(chorus/hook/bridge)


"I bring it in


Scale this
Out



You
Knaw-w
Im
Slanging---bout




You watch me
Moving these
Packs----



Greater-

Go !! hard----


!You
--- Out!"



Verse 2


"Stay on the block

With the diesel
Pushin
Cooking
Fiends



Magazines packed

Hollow tips
With
Infa beams


In the scene


You can dream
Best
Believe its
What you see


No matter how you creep
We coming


And were gunning
For
You deep



Taking bodies to the heap


Pulling you by your feet
Your screaming for help

No body to reach


Now were preying
As we preach



They say your grave is
To clean



Defecate
On
It
For
She--eezz



Then ill have to piss on it to

To make it neat!!



Its all

G

Like that



Step in
With
Hit hard
Tactics


Slept the battle war ish



Were aiming for you caption

Classic

Your captain


Keeps trying to throw the flag in



And were shooting for wins!!



So really I dont give a d
Here-----"




(chorus)



"I bring it in

Weigh it out


You know im slanging 'bout



You see me
Pushing these
Packs

Only in larger

A-mounts,"



"yeah,yeah,yeah yeah"




"Im a bundle toata

A cash folda



A hard roller



Pistol locked in the box



You know that
The
Four
Roll up



Two striker

Gun holder



Pump slap

Your face

Loc up


Break it up


LIVE mob
Fam



Hand the gram

To
The
Own--aaa,"





"I bring it in

Weigh it out



You know im slanging
'bout


You see me moving these
Packs


Only in
Greater

----A-mounts"





"Im a bundle toata

A cash folda



A hard roller



Pistol locked in the box



You know that
The
Four
Roll up



Two striker

Gun holder



Pump slap

Your face

Loc up


Break it up


LIVE mob
Fam



Hand the gram

To
The
Own--aaa,"



"I bring it in

Weigh it out



You know im slanging
'bout


You see me moving these
Packs


Only in
Greater

----A-mounts"




"yeah,yeah,

Yeah,

Yeah"



"im a bundle toata"



"Weigh it out"


"you knaw im slangin 'bout"


"you see me moving these Packs

Only
In


Great


Amounts"




"Im a bundle toata


A cash folda


Hard rolla



Pistol

Locked


Box


You know

That the four roll up"



----Exit---




-----END----

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