Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Roll the Windows Up, artist - Nipsey Hussle. Album song Bullets Ain't Got No Name Vol. 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.08.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: All Money In No Money Out
Song language: English
Roll the Windows Up |
Roll the windows up |
When the block is hot |
Rollin westcoast cream while the speakers not |
And we about to call the seen like fuck the cops |
Man we growin like the beans on my drop top |
Roll the windows up |
Let the base hit, crack the bottle up patron let me taste it |
Spit the swish up, the middle east basiiic, while out we gone all get waisted |
I used to ride with al penis, up in down slousen, 18 with the steen up, |
sippin on my cream up. |
Tryna get my loos so I can floos on them bitchez, black 745, rick ross on them |
bitchez |
Bulletproof with the cronic exhoust on them bitchez, tripple gold cublinase I’m |
rick crime on them bitchez |
Listen slousen avenue what the game missin, niggaz bang for a livin retired the |
saint cointin. |
that’s why |
My only mission was copy… make it out doubble pack, with a pat and niggaz |
compissin |
Overleas so window we can through it at em,. |
Roll the windows up |
When the block is hot |
Rollin westcoast cream while the speakers not |
And we about to call the seen like fuck the cops |
Man we growin like the beans on my drop top |
Roll the windows up |
Let the base hit, crack the bottle up patron let me taste it |
Spit the swish up, the middle east basiiic, while out we gone all get waisted |
Yea let your to down, turn your beat up, doin sport to ear, through your dubs up |
Comin to the west, you got to go to west. |
have comunication and get you ass bust |
Our motivation got us spittin like we can’t be touched, slousen can’t you tell |
we don’t give a fuck ' |
We gettin money round here, they wanna lock us up, sip ***** all we ass a trust |
Real niggaz and we neva gonna change up, not for money, na homey cause it is us |
Slouson boys don’t talk don’t speak much, roll a around a 74 with the windows up |
Roll the windows up |
When the block is hot |
Rollin westcoast cream while the speakers not |
And we about to call the seen like fuck the cops |
Man we growin like the beans on my drop top |
Roll the windows up |
Let the base hit, crack the bottle up patron let me taste it |
Spit the swish up, the middle east basiiic, while out we gone all get waisted |