Roll With 'em Songtext
von Juvenile feat. Big Tymers

It′s enemy turf that I'm on, so I′ma play it how it go
Cock the hollow points into my black calico
Hit the coat with some of grams of that dope, fo' sho' it′s ′bout to go
Niggas graduated from sellin' dope to snortin′ dope
Gangsta be burstin' heads
Lil Reggie be burstin′ heads
K.C., he be burstin' heads
Think I ain′t 'bout burstin' heads

Bodies bled, I′ll put infrared up in your cutlass
You play with 226, that′s my clique, so I say fuck it (I say fuck it, I say fuck it)
Ruckus, war deep, World War III in the mix
Five hot boys runnin', bringin′ G's to they clique
With them hundred round tip-tips, to make sure niggas ain′t breathin'
You recievin′, a punishment for not believin'
Curly head lookin' for me, ′cause I′m hot and word don' got loose


Bundles of dope fronted, from the Magnolia to the Goose
Snitches wanted to testify the shit that they know
Set a bomb on the front door, put a key in the door and the place blow (and the place blow)
Look, I been walkin′ way more, with a coat full of yeh-yo
Nothin' but clientele, from 11-5, sale
You don′t think it's legal, nigga, we can take it to the scale
You gon′ double your money, gon' get credit make your bail

With that iron, I'ma roll with ′em, momma don′t pray for me
I don't back down from no nigga, they got a place for me
With that iron, I′ma roll with 'em, momma don′t pray for me
I don't back down from no nigga, they got a place for me
With that iron, I′ma roll with 'em, momma don't pray for me
I don′t back down from no nigga, they got a place for me
With that iron, I′ma roll with 'em, momma don′t pray for me
I don't back down from no nigga, they got a place for me

My biological father, was a sperm donor, around the corner
Was the man that killed lil′ Lanny, who knew we'd understand it
That way that the way to my mother heart, was through her kids
So he took us in his home, and then he raised like his own
Now we grown, and we learned responsibility
The devil tried to get with me
To affect all of my dickin′ inability


But it's gon' be some shit, when a collision is occurrin′
Assurin′, me of bein' a factor, through ′97 and after
And I'ma have to, get my ten percent
Or I′ma get punished, like the rest of these niggas and there's evidence
"Cause ever since all these cars and all these mansions, and all these luxuries was givin′
You all wasn't givin' no thanks, to the reason that you was livin′

So I′ma keep an open mind and make the right decision
And ain't tell you niggas shit, ain′t gon' put my self in a position
That′s unescapable, 'cause you capable, of puttin′ my life in danger
And it's causin' confusion, confusion draw conclusion
And shootin′ up some niggas that pose a threat
Until somebody warns you that you′re close to death

With that iron, I'ma roll with ′em, momma don't pray for me
I don′t back down from no nigga, they got a place for me
With that iron, I'ma roll with ′em, momma don't pray for me
I don't back down from no nigga, they got a place for me
With that iron, I′ma roll with ′em, momma don't pray for me
I don′t back down from no nigga, they got a place for me
With that iron, I'ma roll with ′em, momma don't pray for me
I don′t back down from no nigga, they got a place for me

Don't love you, don't need you, so why the fuck would I feed you?
You bitches want my riches, delete you
′Cause it′s movin', it′s shakin' number one spot takin′
Rap shite tight and money we be makin'
Clock six figures, with brown beats and triggers

Drinkin′ from the riggers, poppa said the gon' fig us
Everything I make (make), and everything I drive (drive)
Everything I scratch (scratch) and everything I ride (ride)
Touch it, live for it (live for it), you niggas kill for it
The new Juve tape, got you hoes loosin' weight
Can′t get your life straight, music to masturbate (masturbate, masturbate, masturbate)

Test a nigga like me, boy, and you better
Have on your bulletproof sweater, ridin′ in an armored Jetta
Beware of these, thugs in E's
Every time you breathe, you receivin′ a part of me
Look, my lyrics be combustible like gases (combustible like gases)
When I'm grabbin′ for the mic and performin' for your masses
I′m never found on the ship that's steady sinkin'

Total control and all about self my way of thinkin′
Bankin′, off top, runnin' with them boys from the block
Totin′ Glocks that we only use when we put on the spot
Now I got (now I got), a reason to live for than to die
Keepin' a tight inventory on my supply, of gettin′ high
Know when to stop (know when to stop), don't wanna be it, can′t even see it
Not even them little niggas that I be with

With that iron, I'ma roll with 'em, momma don′t pray for me
I don′t back down from no nigga, they got a place for me
With that iron, I'ma roll with ′em, momma don't pray for me
I don′t back down from no nigga, they got a place for me
With that iron, I'ma roll with ′em, momma don't pray for me
I don't back down from no nigga, they got a place for me
With that iron, I′ma roll with ′em, momma don't pray for me
I don′t back down from no nigga, they got a place for me

With that iron, I'ma roll with ′em, momma don't pray for me
I don′t back down from no nigga, they got a place for me
With that iron, I'ma roll with 'em, momma don′t pray for me
I don′t back down from no nigga, they got a place for me
With that iron, I'ma roll with ′em, momma don't pray for me
I don′t back down from no nigga, they got a place for me
With that iron, I'ma roll with ′em, momma don't pray for me
I don't back down from no-

I′m gettin′ tired (tired), of this bullshit (of this bullshit) that we hearin' (that we hearin′)
I'm gettin′ tired (gettin' tired), ′bout to get my iron ready to ride
Ready to ride (ready to ride), ready to ride (ready to ride)
Ready to ride, lil' Wodie
Momma don't pray for me, I don′t back down from no nigga
Momma don′t pray for me, I don't back down from no nigga
Momma don′t pray for me, I don't back down from no nigga