Ya know im gonna be rollin 

Ya know im gonna be ridin 

Ya know im gonna be rollin 

Ya know im gonna be ridin 



My 45 makin my pants sag 

Pull it out, rob a bank, come out with a money bag 

Dive in the car, hit the gas 

Fuck with me, ill smoke ya ass 

I don't give a fuck with out a jail 

Ill just get my cash and pay the bail 

Ya, I got money, bitches, and power 

And im gonna get as high as a motherfuckin tower 

Then im gonna start writin 

My songs always start fightin 

But ya know something, I really don't give a fuck 

Im just tryin to make my way through this rap game 

When I pull up to da club, they all shoutin my name 



Ya know im gonna be rollin 

Ya know im gonna be ridin 

Ya know im gonna be rollin 

Ya know im gonna be ridin 



Some rappers suck, but say their good 

People getting pissed cuz im comin outta the hood 

Im gain cash with every step that I take 

And I aint gonna make no motherfuckin mistake 

But I cant stand these fuckin cops anymore 

They keep comin through my nieghbor hood and knockin at my door 

Thinking im strpped, searchin my clothes 

Fuckin with me for the life I choose 

Pulling me over for no reason at all 

Following me everytime I walk through the mall 

Ever since I was born, the cops been hatin 

Fuckin with me for the cash im makin 

Becoming richer day by day 

Its March and ill be a millionaire by May 

When I pulled up to the club 

I heard people arguing over whos fly and whos not 

The next thing I know, ihear a gunshot 

One nearly took off my face 

And I strat runnin, but they kept gunnin 

I came from behind and slit his throat 

Took his gun and hid it in my coat 

Shot a couple more 

And ran to the door 

Got im my car and hit the gas 

And 



Ya know im gonna be rollin 

Ya know im gonna be ridin 

Ya know im gonna be rollin 

Ya know im gonna be ridin 



Yo, I don't sell crack cocaine 

I don't do drugs like Ma Payne 

I just keep it real like Lil Wayne 

Hey 50, I love both you and the Game 

But when you kicked him out, that shit was lame 

Hey, I don't mean to diss you 

Hell, I even bought your shoes 

Im just tryin to rap get rich 

So I can get my ass up outta this bitch 

When I hear the Popo, I strat runnin 

Like N.W.A., I got 100 miles and runnin 

But I rather die like a man then live like a coward 

In this game you cant be scared 

Just open your mouth and let the words flare 

You only got one chance , so don't fuck it up 

Don't choke and hold back 

Just get on stage and talk that smack 

But battle rappin isnt just spittin lyrics out 

Say the wrong thing and you'll get your ass laid out 

The next thing ya know, your lying on the opertating table 

Doctor sayin "come on, keep stable" 

Your countin bullets as the pull them outta you chest 

Your thinkin…where the fucks the vest? 

Then you remember getting on stage and givin it all you got 

Last thing you heard was a gunshot!