D-Stroy - Roll Out lyrics

Samples: You Heard The Chief, Transform And Roll Out [Verse One] The bad apple outta the bunch Take the captn outta the crunch, packing a punch When im rapping for lunch, f** having a hunch Im acting trife, jack a knife slape ya wife Ask ya life what is it willing to sacrifice Half the night, n***a's said I needed a drug D you be wilding, but the beat make's me bug The lab attict, with bad habit's, feeding giraffes cabbage That had rabbits, when it would sh** I laugh at it HA HA HA HA HA HA I dont think so Ya mink coat, and stink flow, could sink slo Drown dave, but I could never cause I found way's Make Soundwave's surround's slave's from underground caves Have Megatron, crying and beg the don To let his arm go or hell get his mom, threaten to set a bomb [Hook] BUT BUT HOLD UP WATCH YA SELF WHEN WE ROLL UP MAKING PEOPLE JUST GO NUTS AND SO WHUT AFTER THAT YOU BLOW UP WE ROLL OUT NO DOUBT AFTER THAT YOU BLOW UP WE ROLL OUT NO DOUBT AFTER THAT YOU BLOW UP WE ROLL OUT NO DOUBT TRANSFORM THE JAMS ON THATS HOW WE GO OUT [Verse Two] Return of the ultimate whos dope as sh** This coach is sick with the strength of hulk hogans kick Push you over cliffs the smoke is thick in graf spots k** mascots wit mad bot and keep rap's hot Who. could. flip. like This loonertic that's soon to get expect to lose Watch. when. i. strike A threat to you affecting crews get ya shoe's Come. and. see. how D. stroy. be. wild Hype on it meanwhile heads' saying gee wow At the end redial we now illegal Ya week a** should sleep fast this winning streak last Till there's a deep gash this what the street's blast Chorus ni**aS BE ROLLING BUT BUT BUT HOLD UP ROLLING DOWN THE STREET BUT BUT BUT HOLD UP ni**aS BE ROLLING BUT BUT BUT HOLD UP ROLLING DOWN THE STREET BUT BUT BUT HOLD UP [Verse Three] Holy cow Said by the sports caster cause my thought's blast ya Lyric's so hard I cough plaster I taught master yoking rebel's smoking devil's In this game I go thru level's eating cocoa pebble's D-stroy wild like gene simmin's my teams winning Got d.j. fiend's spinning in club's I seen them in ..... Bring rap storms to platform even attack spawn His backs torn by phat song's jimmy crack corn And I dont care for wack jawns.... we got bomb's Stock's bond hot thong's more hit's then dot coms Man sit, read the pamphlet's I like my fan's sick Moving like transit, bandit's or gambit's hands ,quick The terror era got better way's to battle renegade's Set a day when they get to play tellem bring they medicade's Cause every letter spray's sever slay chevolay's Steady blaze do I do drug's nah im already crayz Smack in the middle you attacking with little Slacking with riddle's wise crack's and the giggle's Got ya back in a pickle now sweat happen to trickle That's what you get for rapping to pitbull's Snacking on kibble's and bit's I tackle and rip you to sh** [Hook]