Ya know im gonna be rollin
Ya know im gonna be ridin
Ya know im gonna be rollin
Ya know im gonna be ridin
My 45 makin my pants sag
Pull it out, rob a bank, come out with a money bag
Dive in the car, hit the gas
F*ck with me, ill smoke ya ass
I don't give a f*ck with out a jail
Ill just get my cash and pay the bail
Ya, I got money, bitches, and power
And im gonna get as high as a motherf*ckin tower
Then im gonna start writin
My songs always start fightin
But ya know something, I really don't give a f*ck
Im just tryin to make my way through this rap game
When I pull up to da club, they all shoutin my name
Ya know im gonna be rollin
Ya know im gonna be ridin
Ya know im gonna be rollin
Ya know im gonna be ridin
Some rappers suck, but say their good
People getting pissed cuz im comin outta the hood
Im gain cash with every step that I take
And I aint gonna make no motherf*ckin mistake
But I cant stand these f*ckin cops anymore
They keep comin through my nieghbor hood and knockin at my door
Thinking im strpped, searchin my clothes
F*ckin with me for the life I choose
Pulling me over for no reason at all
Following me everytime I walk through the mall
Ever since I was born, the cops been hatin
F*ckin with me for the cash im makin
Becoming richer day by day
Its March and ill be a millionaire by May
When I pulled up to the club
I heard people arguing over whos fly and whos not
The next thing I know, ihear a gunshot
One nearly took off my face
And I strat runnin, but they kept gunnin
I came from behind and slit his throat
Took his gun and hid it in my coat
Shot a couple more
And ran to the door
Got im my car and hit the gas
And
Ya know im gonna be rollin
Ya know im gonna be ridin
Ya know im gonna be rollin
Ya know im gonna be ridin
Yo, I don't sell crack cocaine
I don't do drugs like Ma Payne
I just keep it real like Lil Wayne
Hey 50, I love both you and the Game
But when you kicked him out, that shit was lame
Hey, I don't mean to diss you
Hell, I even bought your shoes
Im just tryin to rap get rich
So I can get my ass up outta this bitch
When I hear the Popo, I strat runnin
Like N.W.A., I got 100 miles and runnin
But I rather die like a man then live like a coward
In this game you cant be scared
Just open your mouth and let the words flare
You only got one chance , so don't f*ck it up
Don't choke and hold back
Just get on stage and talk that smack
But battle rappin isnt just spittin lyrics out
Say the wrong thing and you'll get your ass laid out
The next thing ya know, your lying on the opertating table
Doctor sayin "come on, keep stable"
Your countin bullets as the pull them outta you chest
Your thinkinÂ…where the f*cks the vest?
Then you remember getting on stage and givin it all you got
Last thing you heard was a gunshot!
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Lil Midge - Ya Know Lyrics
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Ya know im gonna be rollin
Ya know im gonna be ridin
Ya know im gonna be rollin
Ya know im gonna be ridin
My 45 makin my pants sag
Pull it out, rob a bank, come out with a money bag
Dive in the car, hit the gas
F*ck with me, ill smoke ya ass
I don't give a f*ck with out a jail
Ill just get my cash and pay the bail
Ya, I got money, bitches, and power
And im gonna get as high as a motherf*ckin tower
Then im gonna start writin
My songs always start fightin
But ya know something, I really don't give a f*ck
Im just tryin to make my way through this rap game
When I pull up to da club, they all shoutin my name
Ya know im gonna be rollin
Ya know im gonna be ridin
Ya know im gonna be rollin
Ya know im gonna be ridin
Some rappers suck, but say their good
People getting pissed cuz im comin outta the hood
Im gain cash with every step that I take
And I aint gonna make no motherf*ckin mistake
But I cant stand these f*ckin cops anymore
They keep comin through my nieghbor hood and knockin at my door
Thinking im strpped, searchin my clothes
F*ckin with me for the life I choose
Pulling me over for no reason at all
Following me everytime I walk through the mall
Ever since I was born, the cops been hatin
F*ckin with me for the cash im makin
Becoming richer day by day
Its March and ill be a millionaire by May
When I pulled up to the club
I heard people arguing over whos fly and whos not
The next thing I know, ihear a gunshot
One nearly took off my face
And I strat runnin, but they kept gunnin
I came from behind and slit his throat
Took his gun and hid it in my coat
Shot a couple more
And ran to the door
Got im my car and hit the gas
And
Ya know im gonna be rollin
Ya know im gonna be ridin
Ya know im gonna be rollin
Ya know im gonna be ridin
Yo, I don't sell crack cocaine
I don't do drugs like Ma Payne
I just keep it real like Lil Wayne
Hey 50, I love both you and the Game
But when you kicked him out, that shit was lame
Hey, I don't mean to diss you
Hell, I even bought your shoes
Im just tryin to rap get rich
So I can get my ass up outta this bitch
When I hear the Popo, I strat runnin
Like N.W.A., I got 100 miles and runnin
But I rather die like a man then live like a coward
In this game you cant be scared
Just open your mouth and let the words flare
You only got one chance , so don't f*ck it up
Don't choke and hold back
Just get on stage and talk that smack
But battle rappin isnt just spittin lyrics out
Say the wrong thing and you'll get your ass laid out
The next thing ya know, your lying on the opertating table
Doctor sayin "come on, keep stable"
Your countin bullets as the pull them outta you chest
Your thinkinÂ…where the f*cks the vest?
Then you remember getting on stage and givin it all you got
Last thing you heard was a gunshot!
Ya know im gonna be ridin
Ya know im gonna be rollin
Ya know im gonna be ridin
My 45 makin my pants sag
Pull it out, rob a bank, come out with a money bag
Dive in the car, hit the gas
F*ck with me, ill smoke ya ass
I don't give a f*ck with out a jail
Ill just get my cash and pay the bail
Ya, I got money, bitches, and power
And im gonna get as high as a motherf*ckin tower
Then im gonna start writin
My songs always start fightin
But ya know something, I really don't give a f*ck
Im just tryin to make my way through this rap game
When I pull up to da club, they all shoutin my name
Ya know im gonna be rollin
Ya know im gonna be ridin
Ya know im gonna be rollin
Ya know im gonna be ridin
Some rappers suck, but say their good
People getting pissed cuz im comin outta the hood
Im gain cash with every step that I take
And I aint gonna make no motherf*ckin mistake
But I cant stand these f*ckin cops anymore
They keep comin through my nieghbor hood and knockin at my door
Thinking im strpped, searchin my clothes
F*ckin with me for the life I choose
Pulling me over for no reason at all
Following me everytime I walk through the mall
Ever since I was born, the cops been hatin
F*ckin with me for the cash im makin
Becoming richer day by day
Its March and ill be a millionaire by May
When I pulled up to the club
I heard people arguing over whos fly and whos not
The next thing I know, ihear a gunshot
One nearly took off my face
And I strat runnin, but they kept gunnin
I came from behind and slit his throat
Took his gun and hid it in my coat
Shot a couple more
And ran to the door
Got im my car and hit the gas
And
Ya know im gonna be rollin
Ya know im gonna be ridin
Ya know im gonna be rollin
Ya know im gonna be ridin
Yo, I don't sell crack cocaine
I don't do drugs like Ma Payne
I just keep it real like Lil Wayne
Hey 50, I love both you and the Game
But when you kicked him out, that shit was lame
Hey, I don't mean to diss you
Hell, I even bought your shoes
Im just tryin to rap get rich
So I can get my ass up outta this bitch
When I hear the Popo, I strat runnin
Like N.W.A., I got 100 miles and runnin
But I rather die like a man then live like a coward
In this game you cant be scared
Just open your mouth and let the words flare
You only got one chance , so don't f*ck it up
Don't choke and hold back
Just get on stage and talk that smack
But battle rappin isnt just spittin lyrics out
Say the wrong thing and you'll get your ass laid out
The next thing ya know, your lying on the opertating table
Doctor sayin "come on, keep stable"
Your countin bullets as the pull them outta you chest
Your thinkinÂ…where the f*cks the vest?
Then you remember getting on stage and givin it all you got
Last thing you heard was a gunshot!