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Juice We Rollin

rollin', rollin' Man, we just rollin', rollin' Picture me rollin', rollin' System on blast, just rollin', rollin' Foot on the gas, we just rollin', rollin' Man, we just rollin', rollin' [Outro: Juice

your legs around my neck so I can't get up See, them boys 112, we from the A... A!!! (ATL) And when it comes to eatin' peaches shorty, we don't play....

Rooftop Devil's nest the rest we passed Back doored the Palladium just for class About 4 am we crashed the deuce We never catch static 'cause my boys got juice

Gangstas rollin' South Central L.A. : my home We was out the feeling that hiphop be We couldn't connect to the New York streets So we took the bandanas

up motherfuckers as I laid the ink When I'm in Detroit,niggers fight in mink When I'm in Chicago,motherfuckers get buck wild When I'm up in Oakland Niggers rolling

more cases Whole clique faded, we geeked up, crazy Big boy bracelets, we white-boy wasted No shirt, fuck it, at least our arms are tatted We sloppy drunk

is back Cleveland, the Full Surface Keep rollin', rollin', rollin' Hey, keep rollin', rollin', rollin' Hey, keep rollin', rollin', rollin' Hey, keep rollin', rollin', rollin

afford the cost, this is authentic And nothin' that's dealin' with them world wide bosses We got the sauce, baby, we got the juice We keep 'em in a

fuck about your crew what they wanna do Them niggaz quick tah cock they straps we cock straps too And we blast on fools fuck you over We smoke niggaz too like Black Rob do We