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You're making me want you so Roll it down [roll it down] Roll it down [roll it down] Roll it down [eh] Roll it down [roll it down] Roll it down [roll it down] Roll it

cops, the only way to stop the beasts And only we can change, it's up to us to clean up the streets It ain't the same Too many murders, too many funerals

hehehe! Yeah... Open my mind, look, tell me what you see Hurt, pain, that I gained from the streets It's a dirty game, but it won't change me Cause..

2 pencil Its sound like a bird with a gangbanger whistle It was all so simple, miss me with the riddles A cat fish hunter throw it right down the middle Crack it

[Intro: Sean Price] P! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hey yo, listen [Verse 1: Sean Price] Before I lay my head down to rest I roll up a dimebag of petro,

the four the thumb and ahh shit I just don't believe it how can she concieve it? My fist, my wrist bitch, you need to Summer's Eve it Bitch yo' bush black

some hay And you know i'm finna roll it up. Make a cloud I'm gonna take my mind away from all the Bullcrap. Bump my sounds Lay back and roll Mack to the

soul to rest Wherever you be at, pack your gat Cuz police wanna know where the bitches and the money at But fuck it, bust it, we'll discuss it On a later

the kids set the glock With a ferocity, seemin as it's inbread While I stated innocent, but stressing it You sure that it was decolit, It could of been