Tonalità: C# minor
Intro 1
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Em
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Verse 1
Bm
Rollin' When
I come through this bitch,
Em
Bm
I'm like, yeah
Rollin'
Hangin' my pistol out the window
Rollin', when I come through the hood,
Em
Bm
I'm like yeah, yeah
Rollin', pistol out the window
Bell Parkway, I got it on my lap,
Em
Bm
burn a Barclay
Em
Bm
Rollin', when I come through this bitch,
Em
Bm
I'm like yeah, yeah
Rollin', uh,
hangin' my pistol out the window
Rollin', when I come through the hood,
Em
Bm
I'm like, yeah, yeah
Rollin', uh,
this is my motherfuckin' house
Mick Jagger and his bitch,
Big Magnum on my hip
Em
Bm
Open your mouth, nigga,
next nigga rollin' up
Bet we gon' fold him up,
you controlin' what?
This is my motherfuckin' house,
don't leave swollen up
Em
M .O .P., print on your face, cheese
Bm
Throw it up, Brownsville, load it up
I'm thinkin' of tattin'
my city on my back
I'm committed to get it back
in case you niggas don't know what up
I'm the king of this hard shit
Though I've never been an artist,
Em
Bm
I'm just dope as fuck
The credentials my hood gave me
Potential to rock nations
further than Jay -Z
Play me if you want,
watch a nigga come up short
Dawg, you playin' ball
Em
on the wrong card
Bm
It's a blood sport, my nigga,
ain't no love lost
If I'm the n***a you cross,
it's just on and of course I'll be
Em
Bm
Rollin' Yeah
Rollin' Pistol out the window
Rollin'
When I come through the hood,
I'm like, yeah
Em
Bm
Yeah
Rollin' Pistol out the window
N****s know what I come through
I'm doin' my one -two
I go where I want to
Em
I do what I want to
Bm
Y 'all know how I do
it, respect it all over
And I don't talk shit,
I'm connected all over
Still down to let slugs unload,
and y 'all niggas know my M .O.
Em
When I touch the road,
Bm
and I do it to death though
Cause I love the cold of the streets,
I'm in the deep all over the globe
I ain't the nigga to get caught up
inside of tricky situations
Eyes and ears
Em
when I'm out about tricky situations
Bm
If they start hatin' again,
this ain't gon' just be a hot song
This might be my presentations
to the pen
Your material things burn
niggas' eyes
and make them all mad
Em
But fuck that, I make they eyes burn bad
Bm
But don't come fuckin' with mine
Cause I work hard to get mine
But if you come fuckin' with mine
I'll be Rollin'
When I come through this bitch,
I'm like, yeah
Em
Bm
Yeah
Rollin'
Hangin' my crystal out the window
Rollin'
When I come through the hood,
I'm like, yeah
Em
Bm
Yeah
Rollin'
Rollin'
Pistol out the window
We don't give a fuck, we just in the cut
Niggas throw it up when
Em
we rollin' y 'all
Bm
Y 'all know what's up,
you see us in the cut
We really don't give a fuck,
we just rollin' y 'all
Em
Bm
Rollin' y 'all
Rollin' y 'all
Em
Rollin'
Bm
Yeah, rollin', pistol out the window
Rollin', when I come through the hood,
I'm yeah
Em
Bm
Yeah, rollin',
pistol out the window
Em
Rollin', pistol out the window
Bm
Lonely
Outro 1
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Em
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