ha, killah priest, Daddy Rose
Same Rose, ABG, Rose Cartel,what?
`99, The beginnin of the endin baby
yea, gon take you there, what?
yo, yo, yo, ugh ugh...
Same Rose, I throw the chrome to ya knot
same dude known for runnin in spots, bustin the glock
i`m runnin the block, flippin quarters of rock wit transporters that`s cops
who smuggle pounds on the yacht
blowin rounds from the pound till it`s hot
when it`s nice i`m blowin town in a drop
killah priest hold me down wit the wop
disrespect me let the silencers pop
snitch niggas get found in the lot for trynna take us
supposed to be a man, switch sides like cross-faders
the source hate us, we toss shit like hot potatoes
think i got the vapors, disease cause prayin nations
resorts me to lay in fakers, we turn it up in this game
i`m gettin buck in this game, we sippin, rum on the rocks
gettin, dumb on the block, it`s the haters that clock that make me double wit
shots, yea this, money i watch keep me rubbin my glock, like it`s burnin my
crotch, still i turn it a notch
know i`m, runnin wit plot if i run in ya spot, aim invisible dots at the tip of
ya knot