Roll It Up Bun B & Statik Selektah (Ft. Propain)

[Intro: Bun B]
Statik Selektah
That's right, baby, Texas back up in his thing
Yo, Static, I had to bring my boy Procaine back one more time
His rhymes was so devastating
I brought him back up to New York City
So he could put it down with me on this motherfucker one time
And he's smoking on that good archive, so he ready to go
Let's have a look, okay

[Verse 1: Bun B]
Let me start this bitch off with "Fuck you" from the giddy up
Big Bun Beeda back bitch fucking your city up
I'm that big dog to you little itty bitty mutts
You silly pup, your bitch at home waiting to get her titty suck
You gotta read between the lines for you to get the message
Studied for years to get the skills that I was born and blessеd with
So when you think it's time for you to cross the linе and press it
Man, I'm gone in the wind, bitch I'm been on some next shit
See, I'm from Texas and the fact is undeniable
That most rap niggas ain't reliable and non-viable
I see it from a mile away, the shit they try to pull
At a bar, you washed-up ass rappers, I'd have a dryer full
And you already know I've been through
So I'm finna put your ass in spin mode, take you tucked and fold
I'm on a motherfuckin' mission
And it's still Trill-fucking-statik 2, bitch, 420 edition, let's go