Three 6 Mafia - Roll Wit It lyrics

[Intro: Juicy J] Let me chirp these fools [Juicy J] Juice got weed Juice got pills Juice got the work on the corner cuttin deals Juice know you haters out there snitchin ain't for real So Juice got some gang n***as down for the k** Juice know the feds got surveillance on the field We never had a job but we sittin on a mill We ball out in the club wit our n***as stayin trill We never wrote a check just them big face bills Our playas drinkin Maker's Mark-er, cranberry vodka Wearin a mink coat thats furry as Chewbacca I saw ya main girl and a playa had to stop her Her name wasn't Silkk but her face was The Shocker The feds takin pictures of us ballin but I got 'em A 7 footer hole for his body we gon drop 'em We always on the grind we be watchin when they watchin And when they turn they back its the clucka-clucka-rock 'em yeah! [Hook x2: Project Pat] If you boys got beef we can (roll wit it) In the club or the street we can (go wit it) It don't make me none (blow for blow wit it} Crack his head wit a gun (I'ma sho split it) [DJ Paul] We got them tones in the club and them bulletproof vests Them three fifty seven titanium Smith-N-Wess And plus we deep as hell and prepared to bust You gonna have hell if you f** wit us and thats whats up The whole club we maintain These Hydra-Shok® bullets mushroom in your brain We in bed with the med we give 'em somethin to do Cuz clown a** n***as love to act a fool [Crunchy Blac] My hood is real n***a my hood ain't fake My hood is home n***a everythang straight My hood will rob you with mask on they face My hood will do it to put food on they plate My hood ain't tame dog they wanna jump fool My hood they hang together they all jump you And if you don't believe me then come to my hood And you will see that it ain't all good [Hook] {*music to fade*}