I Walk In The Spot 30 On Me And Some Chops Lyrics

Presenting you “I Walk In The Spot 30 On Me And Some Chops Lyrics” by Dusty Lucane. The song name is Rollin N Controllin.

I Walk In The Spot 30 On Me And Some Chops Lyrics

[Intro]
Grrt, pow-pow-pow-pow
Yeah, y’all know the vibes
It’s that six times ten s^^t
N^^gas don’t need no favors, them ends don’t need no friends (CP did it baby)
Get me? Look
Hm, huh, look
Listen

[Verse]
I walk in the spot, thirty on me and some chops
All my n^^gas really rock, roll, control
Shout my ‘Layos, you know how my n^^gas move
But I ain’t movin’, I’m rollin’ and I’m shootin’
I said, “Baby, it’s crazy,” hahahahaha
I be really with them killin’ n^^gas and them drillin’ n^^gas and we back
In the Floss, get you offed
I don’t do this too much, I just talk that talk
Gimme talk back too, what’s the word? What y’all wanna do?
Empty out the clip, I’m with the Crips, neighborhood s^^t
All of my n^^gas, they on s^^t, I ain’t gotta be on, b^^ch
Hol’ on, I be so gone
Call up that boy YJ grippin’ on the tool
He gon’ break the rules, boy, you a fool, you a fool
I said, “Mad Max, he a demon, he let llamas fly”
Soso, onе call, that boy built for homicide
I am war ready, stay steady, don’t gotta say too much
I was in thе pen’ wit’ a couple killer n^^gas and I stay tooled up
I could get you shot, get you packed up, huh, that’s on the sеt
I ain’t gotta say too much, and I just let that b^^ch, let that b^^ch off
Stupid n^^ga, what you talking for?
I am really in these streets, and I won’t say no more
Hol’ on, shake it, huh, just, I said just shake it
All this money that I’m makin’, bad b^^ches and they cakin’
A^^ fat, huh, heard that bad b^^ch was Jamaican
Put her in her place, put it in her face, hol’ on
She was so wet, haha, grabbed on the TEC
Now I gotta lift a n^^ga up, leave his brother upset
Heard that lil’ n^^ga tellin’, huh, I’m a felon
But I ain’t even gonna act like I’m playin’ wit’ a n^^ga, I’ma get ’em
Grr, I’m nasty, bad b^^ches and they classy, they ain’t trashy
Ask me anything you really want
I’ma let em up, I’ma go dumb, huh
I do this s^^t for fun
Tell them n^^gas check in with me ’cause I keep a gun
Huh? You can not play, .38, let it spray
That nine milli’, thirty clip, let ’em
This is all I gotta say, I do it all for the gang
Me and you is not the same, stay in your place
Boy, you a lame, I’ll carry the tool
And I’m still on the Fifth wit’ an eighth

[Outro]
Woo, woo, woo
Grrt, pow-pow-pow-pow

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