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Slow Your Roll Lyrics - Cali Iz Active - Tha Dogg Pound

Yeah nigga, this hit is a hustle 

Niggaz be hustlin' backwards 

But they all need to slow down 

And get some game first nigga 

 

Boy, you better get some game 

Listen what a nigga sayin' 

Boy, you're 'bout to lose control 

This is how you need to roll 

 

The lil' homey got shot 

Doin' just a whole lot 

'Cause he just wouldn't listen 

Now the nigga dead or the nigga in prison 

 

Slow down muh'fucker, I think you're movin' too fast 

You a crash dummy, your parkin' leaves you ready to crash 

If you ask me, I'll say fuck ya, buck ya I'll come up and touch ya 

With them hammers I'll nail you down 

 

I can't tell you hard head niggaz nothin' 

'Specially when you come up from nothin' and get somethin' 

It's comatose, I leave you unconscious 

I'm a nauseous, street nigga who out to stomp this 

 

With an attitude, you know I got to feud 

Allude [Incomprehensible] the fierce motherfuckin' nigga 

'Cause you so confused, abuse in battle my tactics 

To all you niggaz who be thinkin' so plastic 

 

I stay on my grizzy my grind, run my bling every time 

I got that good shit because it's hard to find 

I stay quick to climb, got my mind on my money 

And my money on my mind, nigga all the time, slow down 

 

Boy, you better get some game 

Listen what a nigga sayin' 

Boy, you're 'bout to lose control 

This is how you need to roll 

 

The lil' homey got shot 

Doin' just a whole lot 

'Cause he just wouldn't listen 

Now the nigga dead or the nigga in prison 

 

Nigga, doin' too much out of bounds out of touch 

Out of sync out of whack off beat off track 

Too much motherfuckin' pressure nigga no aim 

No focus, no goals, no G in you, no game 

 

Niggaz wanna go get money with no game 

Pimpin' black bitches and snow bunnies with no game 

Got a Chinese bitch that told me 'bout yo' spot 

Your whole entire clientele on yo' block 

 

Better watch, smashin' on you busters off top 

Two choppers, two glocks 

You need to calm down, before you get surround 

How much, could I get for a bus load of birds 

 

Try to jack me 'fore it get served 

Murder currency a word 

A trial [Incomprehensible], house borough and suburb 

Calicos with Teflon to overlook the curb, slow down 

 

Boy, you better get some game 

Listen what a nigga sayin' 

Boy, you're 'bout to lose control 

This is how you need to roll 

 

The lil' homey got shot 

Doin' just a whole lot 

'Cause he just wouldn't listen 

Now the nigga dead or the nigga in prison 

 

Come around here, get your head bust over the pavement 

No fuck nigga, what the fuck was you sayin' 

Niggaz around here homey ain't jokin' or playin' 

We runnin' niggaz over when the gun be sprayin' 

 

Bodies talk, bullshit walk, sidewalks in chalk 

The nigga caught slippin' 'cause his ass is hot 

He movin' like a locomotive, now he's dead 

Nigga and bangin' was the motive, last word spoken 

 

Bodies gettin' stretched from Tacoma to Oakland 

On the streets, heartbeat, bang and bust 

Just shut the fuck up and take some game from us 

I got purple, blueberry, cash and hoes 

 

I got a nickel nigga strip, elbows and toes 

Every word that's comin' out of your mouth, you showin' me 'bout it 

Every bird that's comin' out of your house, you told me 'bout it 

Your mouth, slow it down, nigga hold it down, slow down 

 

Boy, you better get some game 

Listen what a nigga sayin' 

Boy, you're 'bout to lose control 

This is how you need to roll 

 

The lil' homey got shot 

Doin' just a whole lot 

'Cause he just wouldn't listen 

Now the nigga dead or the nigga in prison 

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