(feat. Sleepy Brown)



[Roscoe]

Man Pass that, what



[Chorus: Sleepy Brown]

Cuz' thats they lace 

(From head to toe)

Got the free will motion 

(Sick and so low)

Such a good feeling

(and I'm so high)

I blow my smoke in the sky

(Caught up against the crack)



[Verse 1: Roscoe]

Low key OG', it's Roscoe the soto

I'm blowin dodo on a low low, ??? ??? the popo

I'm known to hit the city traffic

Grippin the millimatic for static

Catch me up all up ya' Bentley jackin'

Your stereo system drillinatics

When I'm open for the law

Through it all, we deliquents 

Yeah A-wall and juvi hall

With a stink cent, from chronic dogg

Through out my car, THC all through all my cigar

With a drink bent, about to vomit all over the yard

My loose spits freely roamin' the reservoir

My tooth chipped, now I spit better bars

My crew sick, persuing the stars and to shoot feds

We're not the ones to hate on a fool with on-ones

The wrong young guns to screw with

We assasins, from head to toe 

Stay in tune with, ball with us, it's Russian rulette



[Chorus]



[Bridge: Sleepy Brown]

Hey, the way I feel, I like smoking

Ah hurry up showty', roll the joint

Oh work it out little mama

Let me see your ass scrub the floor

And ohh lord, the straigh henessey hit me in the spot

And ohh lord, party like it's the last day you got



[Chorus]



[Verse to: Roscoe]

Yeah, they call me young sco' goodie

Dungeon Family, from ATL to LA all day and philly philly 

See me dippin' with my Eastside thugs and my Westside gangstas

Get with the perty mild, reppin' the dirty south

Roscoe, Keko, Rico, Sleepy and Cee-lo

Yeah, we rollin' Geo's on the d-lo in g-mode

Now this is what sounds like, when the g's cry

We ease up, speed by ya, and squeeze fire

I'm bicostal don, I'm off the wire, in all bulletproof attire

Until the day I retire,

Me and bro, we share two heeps and one vest

We keep em' underneath the seat,

So come test the young jack rabbit, with a bad habbit

The jab rabbit, rap addict

Ever since I first took a stab at it

Up in the lab slash attic

With the studio set up, and the walls padded



[Chorus x2: into fade]