Roscoe

Roscoe - Trouble songtekst

Je score:

Alright lets do this

Yeah J-Weezy Bozzy J Well

Yeah

Young Sco Cal Holmes

We About to do it real big

take it somewhere we ain't never took it to before

Outside



[Verse 1: Roscoe]

I just rolled up in my Benzo

I just rolled up some of that you-know

I just popped out of nowhere like whaddaya-know

And I ain't going nowhere you know

Y'all don't know half of my scenario

I got niggas all up in my cereal

And don't know if its Applejacks or Cheerios

Y'all don't hear me though

It ain't no clothes in your ear to scope

See I just took over your stereo

18 year old college material

Puttin Philly on the map, philly on my cap

The imperial superior

And all the skirts wanna give it to Sco

Till these shirts mix skirts wanna give it to Sco

Stick works skinny work

But I'd rather have a fatter

If she pay em like she weigh em give it to Sco



[Chorus x2: Roscoe]

See me my crew aint- nothing but trouble

And we be coming through like- nothing but trouble

And niggaz tell us we ain't- nothing but trouble

Especially me I ain't- nothing but trouble



[Verse 2: Roscoe]

Yeah Philly in the house, Philly in this mount

Fitted on perfect, vest on the surface

I did it on purpose, fresh out the circus

I spit it so murderous, I'm crazy

Going through a tough time, got me sippin JD

Seeing in 3-D, see me in a G3

Coastin postin roast it toast it off

E & J G & J

I hit the VMAs with THC

All in my DNA I'm B-A-D

Till the bone with the chrome

Once again its on

Club hoppin once we in the zone

We gonna BLAZE, GUZZLE, RAY, BUBBLE, SHIZZLE

Misbehave and start trouble

SPARK, CHUG, BARK, BUZZ

Dippin smashin Y-A'in it up



[Chorus]



[Verse 3: Roscoe]

I rock the party that rocks the body

Me Young Gotti we rock the party

Now we all in the cleezy no ideezy

Young Sco Gotti help me somebody

High loaded fly molded

Fry floatin shining glowing

Signing flowing rising blowing

Crackin poppin stackin dropping

Platinum product alive in your ride up

For all my survivors and riders

We gets wasted faded

Nice today enough for the rest of the night

Triple XT but my vest just right

Tech to my right with my neck full of ice

I'ma link up with you later, aight?

Take it or leave it I'm a playa for life



[Chorus]
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