Rollin 311

Rollin’ windows down kickback trollen
I’m holdin’ and foldin’ see no cold in the streets
Dirty looks – huh – we think it’s funny
Workin’ class rares scrounge up all the money
But we’re coolin’ in the middle June
I’m gettin’ girls gettin’ lit and I’m making up tunes
Believe that boy I’ll bet I’ll bet I’m trollen
Just lookin’ for some trouble and we be rollin’

Now I’m a tell a tale to you straight
Gonna tell you a story
It’s not a fairy tale and it gets a little gory
It happened one night when Tequila was full
We were walkin’ to my car unaware unknowin’
I stepped up crossed the the street in no hurry
And what happens next – it gets a little blurry
This chump nearly hits me in a green pinto so I threw my bottle BANG!
It broke his window
He screeched to a halt jumped out of his car
I stepped straight to him gonna make him see stars yes
The situation was going to explode
Thought I should give him a warning said ya better hit the road

I knew it would be easy if i dagged him first
So I cracked him in the face all of the sudden with a burst
I hit im with a right then a left didn’t land
But he turned his head and I broke my hand