Roll Wit It

[Intro: Juicy J] Let me chirp these fools [Verse 1: Juicy J] Juice got weed, Juice got pills Juice got the work on the corner cuttin' deals Juice know you haters out there snitchin' ain't for real So Juice got some gang niggas down for the kill Juice know the feds got surveillance on the field We never had a job, but we sittin' on a mill We ball out in the club with our niggas stayin' trill We never wrote a check, just them big face bills A player drinking Maker's Mark-er, cranberry vodka Wearin' a mink coat that's furry as Chewbacca I saw ya main girl and a playa had to stop her Her name wasn't Silkk, but her face was The Shocker The feds takin pictures of us ballin', but I got 'em A seven-footer hole for his body, we gon' drop 'em We always on the grind, we be watchin' when they watchin' And when they turn they back, it's the clucka-clucka-rock 'em, yeah! [Chorus: Project Pat] If you boys got beef, we can (Roll with it) In the club or the street, we can (Go with it) It don't make me none (Blow for blow with it) Crack his head with a gun (I'ma sho' split it) If you boys got beef we can (Roll with it) In the club or the street, we can (Go with it) It don't make me none (Blow for blow with it) Crack his head with a gun (I'ma sho' split it) [Verse 2: DJ Paul] We got them tones in the club and them bulletproof vests Them .357 titanium Smith-N-Wess And plus we deep as hell and prepared to bust You gonna have hell if you fuck with us, and that's what's up The whole club we maintain These Hydra-Shok® bullets mushroom in your brain We in bed with the med, we give 'em somethin to do 'Cause clown ass niggas love to act a fool [Verse 3: Crunchy Blac] My hood is real nigga my hood ain't fake My hood is home nigga everythang straight My hood will rob you with mask on they face My hood will do it to put food on they plate My hood ain't tame dog, they wanna jump fool My hood, they hang together, they all jump you And if you don't believe me, then come to my hood And you will see that it ain't all good [Chorus: Project Pat] If you boys got beef we can (Roll with it) In the club or the street, we can (Go with it) It don't make me none (Blow for blow with it) Crack his head with a gun (I'ma sho' split it) If you boys got beef we can (Roll with it) In the club or the street, we can (Go with it) It don't make me none (Blow for blow with it) Crack his head with a gun (I'ma sho' split it)