Lyrics

[Intro: ??] Who you rolling with? (Who you rolling with?) What you represent? (What you represent?) Who you rolling with? (Who you rolling with?) What click you represent? (What click you represent?) Who you rolling with? (Who you rolling with?) What you represent? (What you represent?) What click you rolling with? (What click you rolling with?) [Chorus: ??] Tell em who you rolling with, gangsters represent your clique They don't want no part us, headbussas throw it up Tell em who you rolling with, gangsters represent your clique They don't want no part us, headbussas throw it up [Verse 1: Cubo] Yeah, uh Hol' up, hol' up, lemme jump on the track and spit something that go like that Cubo, that nigga in the back that's been calling plays like a quarterback One time for the hustlers, hustlers making bread on the block hustling, hustling They don't want no problems with a nigga like me cause I've been in the game and I don't know what I'm gon' eat Ya'll don't want no beef with me, ya'll don't wanna take it to the streets with me Leave peacefully cause I believe that you will see me with P.I.C and O.B.T We up in it, Chevy through Chevy with the windows tinted Ride around [?], put em up, put em up, representin' I'm Dade-County, 305, M.I.A., when I ride Hold that fire, on my side, I'ma rep my shit till I die I don't play no games or see no gaze, you know my name I'm off the chain, I'll shoot them thangs that hit your brain Hit your chest, rearrange the frame, I'm all that Make sure you get your soldiers to fall back Run up if you want to the chopper chop you on contact It's Cubo, lettin' you know, I'm ready to go, ready to blow When it come down to the comedown, I'm not gonna hold shit dawg, I'm lettin' them go [Chorus: ??] Tell em' who you rolling with, gangsters represent your clique They don't want no part us, headbussas throw it up Tell em' who you rolling with, gangsters represent your clique They don't want no part us, headbussas throw it up [Verse 2: ??] We see the East side, throw it up, West side, throw it up North side, throw it up, South side, put em' up (Ayy) I'm from the Dade-County, I know you hearda, hearda We bout that murda, murda, we take it all when we serve ya You haters gon' hate me (Hate me), my money piling up (Piling up) Them [?] wild as fuck, you [?] trippin', throw it up (Hey) My goon don't fuck' round, we bout to lay it down (Lay it down) I'm tired of serving white at the table bagging brown My clique be headbussa, we [?] strapped with no ride We handle business, you got a problem? We gon' handle that Peepin' like you coked up, body parts floatin' up We turn everything dark, I'll hit em' up they ain't see it coming I keep the cutta on me, acting like I owe you something [?] by this hoe I'm fucking [?] stupid ass nigga [?] about nothing [Chorus: ??] Tell em' who you rolling with, gangsters represent your clique They don't want no part us, headbussas throw it up Tell em' who you rolling with, gangsters represent your clique They don't want no part us, headbussas throw it up [Verse 3: ??] When it comes to my conscious, it's like fuck a nigga Pull the trigger, watch him fall My clique, we don't see nothin', don't start it, it won't be nothing My pistol, I keep that, hit at me, I'ma hit back, nigga get back Let em' know the pick back, matter fact, lemme get at that This yo bitch, respect me like the pope bitch Plenty weed and coke bitch, got pulled like a [?], tell em' Chris A real nigga never snitch, indictment shit they tried that Take the house, I'll buy it back, won't take me more than five track That's all me, same as in the field, yo Suck dick up in this game when I came like a dildo [?] like a [?], drop it got the [?] Fuck it, they ain't feeling, yo, I'm eating like a billy goat Representin' my town, clique, I'm good, they ain't find shit Still got them fire sticks, sittin' by them nine bricks They don't know what they fuckin' wit, half of em' just talkin' shit Coked up and drankin' liq, boutta go ahead and just [?] spit, fuck em' [Chorus: ??] Tell em' who you rolling with, gangsters represent your clique They don't want no part us, headbussas throw it up Tell em' who you rolling with, gangsters represent your clique They don't want no part us, headbussas throw it up [Outro: OG Ron C] Put your clique up in air one time, mane All them real G's all over the world, huh IRS is the clique, mane From my town to your town, this how it go down Big Texas style, OG Ron C wrecking ya'll, huh? What? So pour up somethin', roll up somethin', we do it like this here Represent your clique