Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Who Wanna Roll , by - Mr ShadowRelease date: 13.09.2004
Song language: English
Who Wanna Roll |
| 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 shit out, check it out |
| No bullshit |
| 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 shit |
| I stay patient laughing at you assholes |
| Don’t make turn your whole click in to examine |
| 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 |
| So you thought I was done, not close |
| You some dumb young fucks, you get exposed |
| I’m out of control, time for you to know |
| Who really got this game in the motherfucking chock hold |
| Shadow loco dipping in your county |
| I wish you could see how your hoe acts around me (SHADOW) |
| Lousy ass mutts with no nuts, who you fooling |
| Your ass will get her ass 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 bitch out the water |
| Rookie ass fool keep your motherfuck dollar |
| Start up your ride and feel what I left you |
| BOOM YOU SON OF A BITCH MEET YOUR MAKER |
| Bitch I don’t know what the fuck 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 motherfucking death bed |
| Not to be pested, young peasents learn a lesson |
| In the land of the sick, you can all suck 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 |
| Mr. Shadow from San Diego, Killa-fornia |
| Making you bounce to this (this) |