Roll The Windows Up

[Chorus]

Roll the windows up

The block is hot

Blowin' westcoast green while the speakers knock

And we about to cause a scene like fuck the cops

Man we glowin' like the beams on my drop top

Roll the windows up

Let the base hit, crack a bottle of patron let me taste it

Split the swisha up the middle its basic, wild out we gone all get wasted

[Verse 1]

I used to ride on alpinas, up and down Slauson, 18 with a scheme ta', simply get my cream up

Tryna to get my loot so I can floss on them bitches, black 745, Rick Ross on them bitches

Bulletproof with the chrome exhaust on them bitches, triple gold Cuban links I'm Raekwon on them bitches

Listen, Slauson Ave is what the game missin, niggas bang for a livin' and retire to San Quentin

That's why my only mission was contradict to statistics

Make it out, double back, with a pot that niggas can piss in

Or release the window we can throw it at em

But for now just roll em'up so I can blow the sour

[Chorus]

Roll the windows up

The block is hot

Blowin' westcoast green while the speakers knock

And we about to cause a scene like fuck the cops

Man we glowin' like the beams on my drop top

Roll the windows up

Let the base hit, crack a bottle of patron let me taste it

Split the swisha up the middle its basic, wile out we gone all get waisted

[Verse 2]

Yea, let your top down, turn your beat up

Go and spark the L, throw your dubs up

Comin to the west? you gotta go through us

Have communication, or get ya' ass bust

Yea, our motivation got us feelin' like we can't be touched

Slauson, can't you tell? we don't give a fuck

We gettin money round here, they wanna lock us up

Secret society all we ask is trust

Real niggas and we neva gonna change up

Not for money, na homey cause it is us

Slauson boys don't talk don't speak much

Roll around in something foreign with the windows up

[Chorus]

Roll the windows up

The block is hot

Blowin' westcoast green while the speakers knock

And we about to cause a scene like fuck the cops

Man we glowin' like the beams on my drop top

Roll the windows up

Let the base hit, crack a bottle of patron let me taste it

Split the swisha up the middle its basic, wild out we gone all get wasted