Lyrics

Roxy baby get my pistol out the trunk Keep it loaded, we gon need some extra slugs I'm no killa, I'm no victim, I'm no punk They tryna send us off, I'm taking them with us (Roxy get my gun) We not dreamin, we gon bleed em We gon rush em later (they won't take me wit a soul) Ain't no question 'cept the question "Where's the function later?" (I said Roxy get my gun) Play my people, think my people feelin done? (But we gon party wit the whoa) What say my people? Hey my people let's get drunk (Roxy get my) Roxy baby gon and pull around the truck (Pull around the truck) Bring my pistol baby, bring my leather gloves (Bring my leather gloves) Kiss my sister, tell her give the kids a hug (We gon ride) Cause they gon miss me if I'm gone SHIT I shout "life is life" then pack my pipe Be back in 40 Bitch I fight the fight, then back to pipe I'm tight with shorty I spend half my life wit shorty I spend half my life recording I feel like I'm Mike the Jordan How i bring all hype to glory Watch I tell my people story Not to mention how I pull up just to pull up Loose, I'm off detention baby, good luck tryna cool us But you get type offensive you gon find out (Roxy baby) You don't like the threats then you should fly out before (Roxy get my gun) We not dreamin, we gon bleed em We gon rush em later (they won't take me wit a soul) Ain't no question 'cept the question "Where's the function later?" (I said Roxy get my gun) Play my people, think my people feelin' done? (But we gon party wit the whoa) What say my people? Hey my people let's get drunk (Roxy get my) I was tryna smoke wit the niggas You got closer and closer and choked on the niggas Put a couple into cell, put a couple into hell Swear you tryna kill you a boatfull of niggas So full smoke, no hope for the niggas I rolled in the snow sip slow for the right song Thrown in the snow by the hoes at division 53 But them hoes better know that a brother type clean Goin straight shots, Spike Lee Shorties in Chanel, Ice Tea I could be they iced tea It could be they b-day for the night Or, it could be a D-day if we fight, this could be ya whole life Flash I could see my whole life Wit my niggas like Amine, red ride, put that on my left side Fallback we might let it slide We ain't never lackin on the westside Brother keep ya head high Not to mention how I pull up just to pull up Loose, I'm off detention baby, good luck tryna cool us But you get type offensive you gon find out (Roxy baby) You don't like the threats then you should fly out before (Roxy get my gun) We not dreamin, we gon bleed em We gon rush em later (they won't take me wit a soul) Ain't no question 'cept the question "Where's the function later?" (I said Roxy get my gun) Play my people, think my people feelin done? (But we gon party wit the whoa) What say my people? Hey my people let's get drunk (Roxy get my gun) We not dreamin, we gon bleed em We gon rush em later (they won't take me wit a soul) Ain't no question 'cept the question "Where's the function later?" (I said Roxy get my gun) Play my people, think my people feelin done? (But we gon party wit the whoa) What say my people? Hey my people let's get drunk (Roxy get my gun)
Writer(s): Terrell Downey, Myles Schwartz, Christopher Weatherstone Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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