Mr. Shadow - Who Wanna Roll lyrics

[Mr. Shadow] HAHA, don't stop Hm-mm, yeah I make you bounce, rock, skate, roll (roll echoes) I make you bounce, rock, skate, roll (roll echoes) I make you bounce, rock, skate, roll (roll echoes) Yeah, check this sh** out, check it out No bullsh** [Verse 1] Hold up wait a minute, Shadow back up in it 2K2 all in blue I won't quit it Bring it on, there's a rumor going 'round How I show old dogs new tricks they baow down You ain't seen worse now, clown I'm the subliminal Stalker of the night, smoking hazardous chemicals If the critical pricks ain't allowed There's a bunch of you flees mixed in with the crowd Mr. Run around lutter, snitch executor Assault Rifle shooter still dodgin' judas I'm watchin', every move you make I got something to prove and somebody's place to take It's to late the whole game about to get rearranged They all want the name but none of them want to pay sh** I stay patient laughing at you a**holes Don't make turn your whole click in to examine [Chorus: repeat 2X] I make you bounce, rock, stay, roll Straight from C-A who wanna stay who wanna roll I got control the whole games on lock I keep it hot from my hood to your block [Verse 2] So you thought I was done, not close You some dumb young f**s, you get exposed I'm out of control, time for you to know Who really got this game in the motherf**ing chock hold Shadow loco dipping in your county I wish you could see how your hoe acts around me (SHADOW) Lousy a** mutts with no nuts, who you fooling Your a** will get her a** we stay bashing and moving Ask any who in who's running the show For them fools locked up putting they life in hold From the youngest to the oldest Hottest to the coldest I'm the sickest and you know this I'mma blow this b**h out the water Rookie a** fool keep your motherf** dollar Start up your ride and feel what I left you BOOM YOU SON OF A b*tch MEET YOUR MAKER [Chorus] [Verse 3] b**h I don't know what the f** you been sniffin' Fools like my self ain't around where you livin' Listen to the words of the M-R West Coast, Southside, homeboy we stay hard From the room to the boneyard, it don't change I let my nuts hang, we ain't on the same page I flip the script like only I can Smash your style like an aluminium can Brown skin, shaved head and a clip full of lead I'll turn your couch into your motherf**ing d**h bed Not to be pested, young peasents learn a lesson In the land of the sick, you can all s** dick, ha Tuck your chain, hide your rings When you slip on these streets, your leaving everything Get your bang on, whatever corner that you hang on Or be a gonner wannabe, you won't last long [Chorus] [Bridge] Mr. Shadow from San Diego, k**a-fornia Making you bounce to this (this) [Chorus]