
Roll On Em DJ Crazy Toones (Ft. MC Ren, WC, Xzibit & Young Maylay)
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[Intro: DJ Crazy Toones]
Just throw your set high on the air
Swear it's gettin' mighty funky out there
There's some bitches over here
There's some niggas over there
Can I get a ride on cuz
Yeah hahahaha, this is dedicated to all you, suckers, suckers
[Verse 1: Xzibit]
I take flight like fist fights
You see bright lights, throwin' lefts and rights
I keep my jaw locked tight swingin'
Bullets seein' pass your head though your windows
And plastic falls, it’s a wrap casket closed
I laugh at those who chose to get bold
When they loose a couple of souls, they crumbled and fall
Done watch the hunt down hurt, hang and hate the hater
Watch how we rise, ball and fake be later
Top dollar, anybody who got a problem with us
Could easly be found in crush
Our lush fillin' of rush, feel the adrenaline pumpin'
Me and Dub and the Escalade dumping
Crazy Toones productions, crank the ass
Limo tint down, let us track some tramps my nigga
When I walk I'm leaving holes in the concrete
Xzibit dropped that heat from thirty thousand feet
Just throw your set high on the air
Swear it's gettin' mighty funky out there
There's some bitches over here
There's some niggas over there
Can I get a ride on cuz
Yeah hahahaha, this is dedicated to all you, suckers, suckers
[Verse 1: Xzibit]
I take flight like fist fights
You see bright lights, throwin' lefts and rights
I keep my jaw locked tight swingin'
Bullets seein' pass your head though your windows
And plastic falls, it’s a wrap casket closed
I laugh at those who chose to get bold
When they loose a couple of souls, they crumbled and fall
Done watch the hunt down hurt, hang and hate the hater
Watch how we rise, ball and fake be later
Top dollar, anybody who got a problem with us
Could easly be found in crush
Our lush fillin' of rush, feel the adrenaline pumpin'
Me and Dub and the Escalade dumping
Crazy Toones productions, crank the ass
Limo tint down, let us track some tramps my nigga
When I walk I'm leaving holes in the concrete
Xzibit dropped that heat from thirty thousand feet
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