Slangin’ Rocks The Game

[Intro:]
Ay yo, 1 time for your motherfuckin’ mind
Y’all niggas waitin on me?! Hahaaaa
Yea, yea, yea…2010 windows on this red Ferrari

[Verse 1:]
Hand on my nuts nigga (ohhh shit)
Solo cause my niggas all locked up in the pen
Here we go again, 2010, 28” rims
Slammed them hardcore like Lil’ Kim
Get money, then me and my entourage is in
So tell ya friend to tell her girlfriend I’m in the Benz
This is a Dope Boyz car, bought it with coke cash
& prior this gat, it came with 4 stashes
Get money, fuck bitches, this is my life
She blowin’ today, in 5 years this is your wife
& you can’t handle that, gimme that ace of spades nigga
This is a bottle Jack, bring it back to VIP & swallow that
Holler back, used to sell crack where the college at
When I got low, I re-up where they shoot them hollows at
Same hood, same guns, same tee, same one’s
Who said ‘cause I’m saggin’ in these jeans that I can’t run?

[Hook:]
Standin’ on the corner straight slangin’ rocks
Here comes the crooked ass cops, crooked, crooked ass cops
Aww, straight slangin’ rocks
Aww, here comes the crooked ass cops
Standin’ on the corner straight slangin’ rocks
Here comes the crooked ass cops, crooked, crooked ass cops
Aww, straight slangin’ rocks
Aww, here comes the crooked ass cops