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letra de roll over. - splash music group (smg)

[verse 1: taze]
ching-ching man ’till his eyes close like chan
ride on my own i don’t need no gang
no gloves right now but i’m tryna go ham
opp block no socks they’re on my hands
watch them leg it, (they’re gone)
that gyal bad, said she wanna rude boy, said she wanna felon
real. life. tug
whoosh mans chargie, whoosh mans bredrin
are you really ready?
check that score, check necks and bellies
told man i ain’t ever touch no leg
rev one auto tryna hit headies
i ran up and did him, i put that thing in, please don’t tell me ’bout chinging
i ain’t grinning, that gyal minging, please don’t tell me ’bout feelings
jump, out, mooh
i don’t wanna hear ’bout nothing
foot, down, sku-du
scratch it, red like bust lip
i wanna press, her mouth said no, her pum said yes
she didn’t give blows she a brilliant press
poom-poom fat, relevant s-x
f-ck her mouth then c-m pon her breast
feed that blade the purp would digest
talk with your chest, walk with your vest
head, chest, back, neck, belly get wet
you must be off balloons, what are you talking bout??
who you talking to?
got my blade when i’m walking through
ambulance, helicopter too
i bring semi to see who’s in
(i bring semi to see who’s in)
gave her henny she lost her ring, she takes leggy and airs her ting
she was gonna pick up, she clocked it’s him
try @ me got splashed and chinged
they’re off and i am convinced
got that dot, the mash and got rinsed

[hook: taze]
bring your soldiers
i bet if a lead ting bop it’s over
leg or boulders, heads and shoulders, heads and shoulders
not no shampoo, everybody everybody win roll over
you wouldn’t want a war, lets start
till your friends dead on the floor like yoda
every day man bi-polar, man did cut through your block real kosher
i bet if a lead ting bop it’s over
leg or boulders, heads and shoulders, heads and shoulders
not no shampoo, everybody everybody win roll over
you wouldn’t want a war, lets start
till your friends dead on the floor like yoda
every day man bi-polar, man did cut through your block real kosher

[verse try: russ]
it’s russian
baby i’m sorry
ease up off my skeng, your just on me
can’t find none of them come like wally
push two f-ck off bells in that shotty
move and make them run in zanotti’s
moving sticks around it’s not hockey
old school striker like totti
baebae ride, ride like a jockey
gyal get pipe, pipe, she love c-cky
on my life fam, they’re not on me
gyal take pipe, pipe, she love c-cky
baebae ride, ride like a jockey
24 hours in jail
i’m still p-ssed cause i should’ve got bail
run with your 4 cause i’m causing h-ll
try go back on the wing like bale
f-ck that sh-t swear i gotta move sick
loud up my cell then i light up a wick
only god knows soon blaze that pr-ck
ccx so we glide in whip
125 so we glide in cars
who’s on me? take time be calm
everything sh-lly if i stretch this arm
dip mans belly cause he’s talking maud
chest-chest shot you’re stressed
man still pull up on dem, make mess
grip my ting and dig out mans chest
man got got and his bredrin left
russ but i feel like satan
where they at? i’m too impatient
done laps on your block it’s vacant
big wap on my lap just waiting
dem man love chat some g-y ting
say splash mans door man a bait ting
mb get dough get caking
free s and the rest remaining

- splash music group smg

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