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Roosta - 300 Lyrics



Roosta - 300 Lyrics
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A cold dealer a team full of gorillas
That four steel, on me be a soul stealer
Do or die ima rep it till my day come
They talk shit run up on em and they play dumb
Clown ass niggas Bozos and Pennywises
Hallows spit, hit torsos make them pay the prizes
Hit my line got what you need I'm tapped in with paisas
It's a drought out here I'm tryna end the crisis
I'm everywhere in the streets like 300 Chrysler
Late night plot on a lick then we hit the heists
That's when crime rises at alarming rates
Before police show up we finish up and shake
I told em take it easy go ahead and pump the breaks
This life ain't for everybody nigga life ain't safe
He took a step back and analyzed his faith
He looked back said he in it to his life they take
Bitch mad cause she know that I'm using her
She say ain't shit she says I'm Lucifer
You could have her I ain't afraid of losing her
Mac Dre taught me pimp the blood man I'm goosing her
Loyalty is scarce that's why family's sacred
F*ck the haters nigga with or without a latex
Red beam to your eyes but it ain't LASIK
Fingers squeeze tight leave you with a face lift
That California bud we got bitch it ain't basic
Up at night moving like we working grave shift
Pots boiling water I got the burners on
Nina with me she get her Tina Turner on
I'm everywhere in the streets like 300 Chrysler
Late night plot on a lick then we hit the heists
That's when crime rises at alarming rates
Before police show up we finish off and shake
I told em take it easy go ahead and pump the brakes
This life ain't for everybody nigga life ain't safe
He took a step back and analyzed his faith
He looked back and said he in it till his life they take
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A cold dealer a team full of gorillas
That four steel, on me be a soul stealer
Do or die ima rep it till my day come
They talk shit run up on em and they play dumb
Clown ass niggas Bozos and Pennywises
Hallows spit, hit torsos make them pay the prizes
Hit my line got what you need I'm tapped in with paisas
It's a drought out here I'm tryna end the crisis
I'm everywhere in the streets like 300 Chrysler
Late night plot on a lick then we hit the heists
That's when crime rises at alarming rates
Before police show up we finish up and shake
I told em take it easy go ahead and pump the breaks
This life ain't for everybody nigga life ain't safe
He took a step back and analyzed his faith
He looked back said he in it to his life they take
Bitch mad cause she know that I'm using her
She say ain't shit she says I'm Lucifer
You could have her I ain't afraid of losing her
Mac Dre taught me pimp the blood man I'm goosing her
Loyalty is scarce that's why family's sacred
F*ck the haters nigga with or without a latex
Red beam to your eyes but it ain't LASIK
Fingers squeeze tight leave you with a face lift
That California bud we got bitch it ain't basic
Up at night moving like we working grave shift
Pots boiling water I got the burners on
Nina with me she get her Tina Turner on
I'm everywhere in the streets like 300 Chrysler
Late night plot on a lick then we hit the heists
That's when crime rises at alarming rates
Before police show up we finish off and shake
I told em take it easy go ahead and pump the brakes
This life ain't for everybody nigga life ain't safe
He took a step back and analyzed his faith
He looked back and said he in it till his life they take
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Writer: Ricardo Quintana
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