Rolling 200 Deep XIII

Lyrics

[Verse 128: Young Buck] Had to tint up the Rolls, you don't know me (It's Buck!) Bulletproof up the coupe, can't out-pole me (Harlem!) Bitch, I'm still in the loop without a Rollie I shoot who the fuck I wanna shoot, can't control me I gave away what you sold me to the homies I didn't do nothing that you told me, hoe, I'm hardheaded Come back through and get your car wetted And don't try to retaliate after that, that's when you all get it [Verse 129: 88 Lo] Got your bitch in the back of the whip, bangin' her throat out You shouldn't be throwin' them stones, you in a glass house Speakin' of glass, them jewels cost a quarter milli I see y'all niggas on the 'Gram, y'all bе lookin' silly You posin' with this, posin' with that When the feds kick in your door, you wanna takе it all back When you get locked up with your crew, you ain't claimin' all that Cooperatin' with the boys, now you labeled a rat [Verse 130: Smooth B] Now I could drop a seed, add water, watch it expand for you I can explain it but I can't understand for you Be a good man and extend out my hand to you Do you one better, I'ma start a new plan for you Rikki-Tikki-Tavi, you dry like the Mojave Duo or solo, I go BOLO like Kemosabe That Bronx nigga born with this shit, it's not a hobby In the '80s I was that kid sellin' coke in your building lobby [Verse 131: King Malachi] I be on that get money, stay hungry hustle Y'all be on that wish tummy, rib bumpy struggle Try me in the whip with a spaceship shuttle Broke nigga, take your bitch, wanna blow me like a bubble I'm bad trouble like a crisis in my duffle Bag scuffle, punchin' in workin' double Make you mad I love to, magic ball and I'm a Muggle High key getting rich, staying low like a smuggle [Verse 132: Master Rob] Master Rob! When you're real, it'll reveal, real Gs never squeal Here's the deal, if you're for real, hustle hard for the meal Stash your bread in a box, eat the tail of an ox Never stash the loud or the white up your socks Listen if you want, Vanilla Dutch and light a blunt Keep shorty by your side so she can ride and you can stunt Keep it clean, I like the floss, I like the cake, I like the frost I'm lit, I got the fire, ask around, they say "Of course" [Verse 133: Vita] I cook these bitches like beef on the grill Kay sent the beat and said "Vita, kill kill" Dressed in all black, I'm back with a shottie It's murder, I'm the only bitch with a body Spin the block, let it pop in my audition Talk to the cops, catch your drop, now your jaw missin' All you kittens up against this hellcat I've been dealin' with you devils, I know where the Hell at Kay Slay! [Verse 134: Merkules] The flow is hard as nails, a kid who came from Garbage Pails I'm comin' for your bills when on board and I don't mean charting sales Chip on my shoulder, each line colder than bars in jail I've been winnin' so long they waitin' on the part I fail I'm eatin' rappers for the dopamine rush God body, when I pull up keep your rosaries tucked Tell your hoe keep it hush, a surgeon way I go in her guts Yeah, everybody is a somebody but nobody's us Look! [Verse 135: Nytro] Rolling 200 deep, that's 200 MCs on the beat Don't you get it? That's 200 MCs a nigga 'bout to beat I show reverence to my legends but this the return of the heavens Bow down when you hear me rhyme, you got a god in your presence Sheep sign deals while shepherds build leverage Me sell my soul to who? Nigga, not never With these verses I'm the worst player, niggas know why 'Cause I'm whack but when I rap I don't play, not one time [Verse 136: Iron Sheikh] The world tour with Midnight Marauders and such Titanium Tesla, bulletproof palm in the clutch Everybody thinkin' they tough but who darker than us? The shark in the truck'll have your moms parked on a bus Pity the outcome, whole city energy Malcolm Infinity bouncin', all grey Millennium Falcon They don't want to see me floss Plead the cost, the pump will turn your TV off [Verse 137: Bishop Lamont] Nigga we ain't friends, put your ends up in my PayPal I don't rap for free, pay the fee then I'll put my verse down Rappers study beef, I only beef if it's a cash cow It's my money and I want my fuckin' money right now Like J.G. Wentworth, you got a problem with that? Then take this big black dick, say "Ah" and insert My nigga, I just do like a real nigga is supposed to Handle all my business, add more dollars, commas, and sauce [Verse 138: Capitalist] Need an education on how to bring bucks in? I been listenin' to TED talks since Ruxpin Lookin' for organization, I got my ducks in On top of that, I got my hands in production You cats ain't got enough lives to be curious My name's in lights 'cause the journey's been securitous I've got the kind of talent can't be taught I'm the valedictorian of the school of thought Woo! Capital! [Verse 139: Jade Diamonds] Bet you'll regret it, I'm Mr. Energetic I knock a pussy out like anesthetic When I start to snap Peep my vernacular, nothing but spectacular Who's attackin' ya? Bite on that ass like Dracula (Oh shit!) The illustrator, die hard like a Bruce Willis figure With caps I'll fill this nigga You like Saddam, black, you gettin' bombed, can't bomb back Pushin' out your lip, you gettin' blown off the map, J. Di' [Verse 140: Sparky D] I brought sand to the box you're playin' in I brought the cords to the mic you're spittin' in I brought the words to this contract y'all gettin' in I brought this timin' to this beat so I'm sayin' when This is my last eight, pass the plate, got kids to pass the great Not speedin' 'cause I'm late, changin' lanes to pass the fake I'm not changed or deranged since my house of pain I'm insane in the membrane [Verse 141: Fredro Starr] Niggas want gun bars? I'm spittin' in the booth with two Glocks Fredro born the same year as Tupac We shut 'em down, shut 'em down with Big Pun Got big guns, niggas got joints with Biggie Shut 'Em Down with DMX, React with 50 The two illest niggas on the track, me and Sticky Onyx came in the game with the Master Jay And we still killin' rappers for my nigga Kay Slay