Letra Picture me rollin Joey Fatts

Picture me rollin

(Verse)
Cruising down the main line with a nine
In case these niggers try to take mine.
Sure always hit his apple, in the hood we call that face time,
With the shit and everything different and you don't lost your damn mind
Riding in a suburban we sure for purchase
Ain't going back to my pockets hurting, that's for certain.
Probably hit in the leak if I ain't on the block serving
No sum up with these mommas I'm in your house with a turban.
Just the struggles of the young and trouble
On the block with the rock I make it triple double.
Got the whole game to keep my bitches muzzle,
My brothers taught me how to keep a hustle and shoot first if a nigger touch you.
Riding my niggers in the penny, keep em updated,
Caught the nigger dead but a nigger upfaded.
Shit, I'm going wasted, I'm going cases
Give me a reason why I should not be squeezing.
When you're leaking with this 45 from joining in 94
Ahead of my time, ain't heard of my kind before.
Name a better in prime that's better than mine,
Young niggers in the grind only get better with time.

(Hook)Picture me rolling, making rich, frozen sushi, sweet blowing
And cook that up, you know that owns you, you know they go.
Switch me, friends with duty, saying we ain't rolling
Even though the opposites staying.
With my team in, bottle pop, while these hoes drop
When they stop we gonna pile up in a drop
And the niggers don't try because I'm holding,
Driving slow, smoking
But if you don't see me out just picture a nigger rolling.

(Verse)
Topback screaming out money ain't a thing
In a 5.0 looking like a '93 tank.
Niggers getting paid so the bitch try to ray
That's life for this case so we shoot them in the face.
That's the price you pay when you're sneatching for a living,
Try to take all we got to feed our children.
See a nigger on so these bitches down for chilling,
But I don't want relations once I fuck a nigger deep in a load my witness
I'm like broad with these hoes, fuck ?em, never love ?em,
Nigger gotta stick to the code, I gotta stick to this dope,
Cause a hoe don't want to broke nigger,
On a low stack of figures while I hate a nigger stone with us.
Pour out some liquor for our niggers who ain't here,
Let the shots fly before a nigger shed a tear.
I probably drop by press the grip on while I stare,
Wasn't shit last year, now I'm shitting on my pear.

(Hook)
Picture me rolling, making rich, frozen sushi, sweet blowing
And cook that up, you know that owns you, you know they go.
Switch me, friends with duty, saying we ain't rolling
Even though the opposites staying.
With my team in, bottle pop, while these hoes drop
When they stop we gonna pile up in a drop
And the niggers don't try because I'm holding,
Driving slow, smoking
But if you don't see me out just picture a nigger rolling.