Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rollin, artist - Z-Ro. Date of issue: 13.07.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Rollin |
| Comin' up as yungsta |
| Watchin' the OG’s in the hood while they flossin' in they rides |
| Candy paint, chrome wheels, and black magic on the attire |
| Me, yeah I was lovin' it, but not old enough drive |
| Parkin' lot pimpin' from the passenger side |
| I use to walk everywhere I had to show up |
| Shoe hills, one down like wheel rubber, man I was about to go nuts |
| Hopefully I would blow up in these rap game man |
| My people roll swanga’s, I wanted to be rollin' the same thang |
| Never had alot of work, but I was doin' what I could |
| Movin' nickles, dimes, twenty’s, and ounces all threw my hood |
| Since I had a one yolla fines cash me up |
| Mean while thumpin' for a ride my homies pass me up |
| It’s all gravy, when I’m able I’m a showin' all somthin' |
| From a hopte to a foreign, I’m ballin' it’s all or nothin' |
| Treat my feet with' designer to fine sneak’s when I leave my home |
| Only place you catch me walkin' is to my mail box’s |
| Cause on the streets I be on crome |
| I’ll keep rollin' chrome |
| I’ll keep rollin' chrome |
| Wood grain is what I’m holdin' on |
| I’ll keep rolin chrome |
| Huh, I started off with' a canary yellow cuttlase supreme on bald tire’s |
| Yeah I know I was out of line |
| But that was all I could find |
| Or should I say that was all I could purchase for what I had to spend |
| But at least I had somthin' to go from point A to B and |
| No more offerin' gas money to get a lift |
| Besides when your driven it’s easyer to get a chick |
| So ani’t no more parkin' lot pimpin' at the club I’m up in there |
| Seekin' little mama, with' thick thighs, I hope she let me in there |
| Like swim wear, pull up to the motel, and we’ll go in there |
| Nothin' left to do but comit a sin there |
| And that was in my hopte, but when I show up in my big body with' the gloss |
| All of the boppers was boppin' I just could’nt shake’m off |
| Sixteen switches, tewnty-two inches, trunk goin' to war |
| They don’t want to lay here with me, they want to lay in my car |
| I was lovin' it back then and still love it today |
| Except I’m not yellow cutlase no more, I’m 300 blue over gray, on chrome |
| I’ll keep rollin' chrome |
| I’ll keep rollin' chrome |
| Wood grain is what I’m holdin' on |
| I’ll keep rolin chrome |
| Finally I’m in the mix, ridin' twenty-four's or twenty-six |
| My neck and my wrist lite, with' out me sellin' a brick |
| Tv’s in the roof and the dashboard and I’m watchin' a flick |
| Rollin' with my pistol in my lap and I’m cockin' if |
| I spy somthin' suspicious in my rear view mirror when I’m creepin' |
| If you plan on jackin' me I plan on leavin' you sleepin' |
| I be in different vehicle cause I’m havin' thangs |
| King of the ghetto enertainment got me havin' change |
| You can smell it on me, even tho quite, the way I live it be tellin' on me |
| Don’t get twisted I’m still a felon homie |
| Thinkin' you goin' to rob me that’s a N O |
| And when I’m in N O I roll with god and as always Mr. Marsello |
| And they be with me when they in texas don’t par take it as a spy |
| Harlum nights in stores where they drop it like it’s hot |
| So if your tryin' to call me and I don’t answer my phone |
| I can’t hear it cause my music to loud I’m bangin' on chrome |
| I’ll keep rollin' chrome (rollin chrome) |
| I’ll keep rollin' chrome (rollin chrome) |
| Wood grain is what I’m holdin' on (holdin on) |
| I’ll keep rolin chrome (Yaah) |
| I’ll keep rollin' chrome (yes I am) |
| I’ll keep rollin' chrome (I'm rollin chrome) |
| Wood grain is what I’m holdin' on (is what I’m holdin on) |
| I’ll keep rolin chrome (S.U.C.) |