Chords for Crucial Conflict - Roll Something

[C#] I don't know about y'all man, but I'm ready to get my [A] motherfuckin' smoke on.
I'm [F#m] comin' to greet and shit, nigga.
[C#] Let's get it.
[A] [F#m] All the ghettos all [C#] over the place.
Ay, what's up, [F#m] Yig?
I got a nigga.
Roll some, roll some.
[C#] [F#m] Roll some, roll some. _
[C#] [A] Roll [G#] some, roll some.
[C#] [F#m] Roll some, roll some.
Roll some, roll some.
Roll some, roll some.
Y'all niggas ain't shit, nothing to fool with.
We too swift, [C#m] dig up and get down [F#] on you.
Niggas ain't cool shit.
One round down, round crew, [C#m] top it off like [F#m] cool whip.
Ride it, rodeo, can't hide.
We [C#m] sliding in like [F#m] two clips.
Shocking like shocker, every time I pop it, knock out the box.
Better move quick.
Coming up out of the backroom, [C#] this motherfucker.
[F#m] Y'all disgusted, busted, they can't be trusted.
For nothing, [C#m] fuck him with this [F#m] hillbilly wild west.
Tired of CHI, TOW, and [C#] this song for life.
[A] Nothing nice, no [F#m] price, it tastes the same.
Fucking niggas up all across the nation with no lubrication.
[F#] Dick is thick, I'm coming at them like [C#] Hitler.
Fuck you, act [F#] like you don't hear me, then.
Wake up, hot, me [C#m] in your tent.
When [A] burst with a curser, [F#] be worse first.
To kick burst, not [C#m] vice versa.
To [A] be cursed, then kick first and burst.
When burst, don't hear me, cause I'm [F#m] first.
Roll some, roll some.
_ [G#] [F#m] Roll some, roll some. _
Roll some, roll some.
_ [C#] [F#m] Roll some, roll some.
Roll some, roll some.
Roll some, roll some.
Put it on your motherfucking feet, kill them up bad.
[C#] I would add one shit [F#] when you fucking with the pig.
You was talking that shit, but you couldn't laugh.
[C#] Bring it to you home, [D] knock it down your door.
[F#] Try to knock some chumps out your room.
[C#] At night, see the broad [F#] daylight.
Everyone in gang fight, stopping y'all one by one.
Coming at it with the quickness, with the quickness.
To the sound, yo, death, when you don't get dealt [C#] with.
Stomping your hoes, [F#m] making sure your ass close.
Take them up by the mouth, [C#] [D] on your chest, you know.
The rest need a guy that's pissed off, [G#] who's half a man.
[F#m] Raised up, get braids, anyway, get sprayed.
Get laid in the grave, pray.
[D] Fuck them, drop them, we're gonna squeeze them.
Exceed the freedom, exceed the [C#] freedom.
Treat them [F#] like freedom, right?
Ain't gonna bring any of the [C#m] bogus, man.
[F#] Treat them like a punk-ass trick.
The road gonna be cold [C#]-ass heat.
We up, [F#] nigga, fuck that laughing.
They better fuck with us, we pass it, smash [F#m] it.
Roll some, roll some.
You niggas ain't talking about shit.
Roll some, roll some.
You just can't [C#] lay on your feet.
[F#m] Roll some, roll some.
You niggas ain't talking [C#] about shit.
[F#m] Roll some, roll some.
You just can't lay on your feet.
Pump, pump, pump, pump, jump, jump, we bump.
Block, seduce [C#] ya with the tech.
[F#m] With the head, you're up so dead with no sweat.
And the dope [C#] you get, disrespecting [F#m] your clique.
Oh, you bitch, spit out the shit that you think [C#] you're.
[F#m] Cause you're whipping me, and I had you thinking
that you big up and screwing me.
Hide your back, [F#] you're strapping.
Cause I kept you on it, you're gonna [C#] start sick.
You just [F#] can't finish, cause you're in it to pay me any.
[C#] Sorry I got to be [F#] this way, but I'm sick of the games you play.
[C#] So now I got to roll [F#] it up.
One word, then you throw me up.
Fuck, anyway, with my team, it ain't no thing.
I'm the one who's boy, don't dream.
[C#m] The murder team, [F#] when they come, I'm bound to gleam.
Snatch that whole [C#] wind, take them [F#] dividends.
I mean, I don't know about you, but I know about me.
And it seems, [F#m] you're inferior to the new king.
So what you holding, the silent scream?
Roll some, roll some.
You just [C#] _ [F#m] _ can't lay [C#] on your feet.
[F#m] Roll some, roll some.
You just can't [C#] lay on your feet.
[F#m] Roll some, roll some.
You just can't lay on your feet.
[F#] _ Roll some, [C#m] roll some.
[F#] You just can't lay on your feet.
Well, [A] motherfuckers came through.
[F#] Cuz I got shit out your mouth.
Shit that could get you straight knocked the [C#m] fuck out.
Knowing [D] you a busy person, just stop cursing this wine.
Prove you from hurting your ass.
[F#] Punk nigga, bitch nigga, bitch nigga, fang.
Say something, shut your [A] mouth while you get [F#] tagged with a motherfucking back.
Who got to stand with your girl and [C#] your ass, nigga?
[F#m] Act like a bitch, start to cry.
Call up this girl, I've already [C#] supplied.
[F#] Get them wrong, fight to the death, and I won't be denied.
The lie, [D] like pizza, motherfucker, I'm fried.
The pain [C#m] to die, touch [F#m] me, I'm alive.
Why is that your ass?
[C#] Five bit, [F#m] sick from a bitch.
Snatch, I feel to move like [C#] Quentin.
Niggas ain't [F#m] talking about nothing, slinging shit to feel me.
Roll some, roll some, roll some.
You niggas ain't talking about shit.
Roll some, roll some.
You just can't lay on your feet.
Roll some, roll some.
You niggas ain't talking [C#] about shit.
[F#m] Roll some, roll some.
You just can't lay on your feet.
Roll some, roll some.
You niggas ain't talking about shit.
Roll some, roll some.
You just can't lay on your feet.
Roll some, roll some.
You niggas ain't talking about shit.
Roll some, [G#] roll some.
You just can't lay