Rollin' Wit You

You can't imitate me on this f**kin' tape You ain't ringing the bell, you ain't I'm ready when you are You ain't ringing the bell You ain't busting the grape You ain't imitating me on this f**kin' tape You ain't ringing the bell You ain't busting the grape You ain't imitating me on this f**kin' tape You ain't ringing the bell You ain't busting the grape You ain't imitating me on this f**kin' tape You ain't ringing the bell You ain't busting the grape You ain't imitating me on this f**kin' tape You ain't ringing the bell You ain't busting the grape You ain't imitating me on this f**kin' tape You ain't ringing the bell You ain't busting the grape You ain't imitating me on this f**kin' tape What I'm tellin' you all bitch a*s niggas If y'all don't f**kin', if y'all coloured bitch a*s Faggot, punk a*s motherf**kers don't see That these white people are trying to take over your shit Don't worry, you'll better be happy the Ol' Dirty Bastard is here You'll better be happy that I'm here To, to, to beat the shit out of all y'all faggot punk a*s motherf**kers Bitch a*s niggas I shut the f**kin' whole world down You white motherf**kers could never Y'all can't ever take over, you can't ever take over You shut the f**k up and you shut the f**k up That's what the f**k you do Can I get a beer? Yo, I need some beer You ain't usin' your phone, you ain't callin' the cops 'Cause nigga, I'm the only king of the block I'm the only black God, motherf**ker And I came to rock the spot While when I throw football pa*s at a bitch, she miss Ain't trying to be funny, gonna use my fist You can't use the family feud You can't run it on a cuckooo You bring shame, I'll keep Ol' Dirty safe Not locked up 'cause I'll have your f**kin' a*s locked up I'll stash you, lickin' you down, light that blunt You ain't gettin' one, two, I do what I want If I got a problem A problem got a problem until it's gone I'm the only unique A son You reap what you saw, f**kin' with the O I got the precinct locked down You ain't using the po po, f**k you, so, so I got the keys to your hoe, I'll stop your whole flow All you bitches roll, would be from the ghetto You want me to control this f**kin' show Give Ol' Dirty what he want and mo 'Cause I'll stop your goat, mafia 'Cause I'll stop your goat, mafia Pay me all my motherf**king money Or I'ma slow down your dough Jesus, I'm rollin' with you Jesus, I'm rollin' with you Jesus, I'm rollin' with you Jesus, I'm rollin' with you You might be in danger, you'll have a s*x changer I'm gettin' more anger, call me Dr. Stranger I master the demon, demonic toys Sting you with the venom, kill your joy Bitches throw your hands in the air, like to be sodomized That's what I'm here for, that's what I'm all about I get girls and they wonder What they get is a clean f**k from me, oh baby Hippa to the hoppa and you just don't stoppa I control Michael Jackson's 'Thriller' No matter what f**k with the guys that'll make you shrug I'm the only original, f**k you, chump, shut the f**k up Yo, did you understand that? Jesus, I'm rollin' with you Jesus, I'm rollin' with you Jesus, I'm rollin' with you ...