lirik lagu dame d.o.l.l.a. - roll call
[hook: ?]
that flatland, that stove front, that nine where i throw it up
that flatland, that stove front, that nine where i throw it up
give dope fiends to hustlers, never see me blowing up
now everywhere i step foot is game time, you know what’s up
that flatland, that stove front, that nine where i throw it up
that flatland, that stove front, that nine where i throw it up
give dope fiends to hustlers, never see me blowing up
now everywhere i step foot is game time, you know what’s up
[verse 1: dame d.o.l.l.a.]
i take pride in where i hail from
many of these boys ain’t on my level [?]
see where we from we see it all, victory and defeat
very different from yall, they was kneeling down at your feet
i had to learn my lesson, be careful of my surroundings
pull that gun up on me, my heart was pounding
was nervous, i should have seen ’em lurking
i started praise and worship, a cold, cold city but it gave me sense of urging
i was riding rollers up the streets, you know we trying to cut the gr-ss
looking at the screen doe, wait for granddad to flash
grannie know he ain’t even workin’, he ain’t have to ask
every time he came he knew we had a plate [?]
mongrels got some [?], know i got that gyro
we was in that fire, dragon breath from spyro
you can pump your p-ssion, ain’t [?] at the side show
had a couple rule stars, dame time is my [?]
[hook: ?]
that flatland, that stove front, that nine where i throw it up
that flatland, that stove front, that nine where i throw it up
give dope fiends to hustlers, never see me blowing up
now everywhere i step foot is game time, you know what’s up
that flatland, that stove front, that nine where i throw it up
that flatland, that stove front, that nine where i throw it up
give dope fiends to hustlers, never see me blowing up
now everywhere i step foot is game time, you know what’s up
[verse 2: brookfield duece]
i ain’t scared to lose, i’m scared to have the wrong people around when i win
now let’s begin, on the nine scale i’m a ten, i’m [?]
me without the hustle like dolphins without the fin
i see my homie off the crystal like, “man where you been?”
he said he stepped on a bomb and ended up in [?]
drugs or the guns most likely gon’ be your end
a lot of cats saying make it, i pray i’m buying [?]
that flatland, that stove front, that tray gram going up
that free [?] ain’t no food, no showing up
that red lip with good kids with big dreams of blowing up
the johnsons, the wilsons, [?] staples, you know what’s up
who these cats claiming, they image they staining
these suckers they hanging with [?]
you from the hood but never heard of a dirty [?], you actin’, we brought that action, disaster
[hook: ?]
that flatland, that stove front, that nine where i throw it up
that flatland, that stove front, that nine where i throw it up
give dope fiends to hustlers, never see me blowing up
now everywhere i step foot is game time, you know what’s up
that flatland, that stove front, that nine where i throw it up
that flatland, that stove front, that nine where i throw it up
give dope fiends to hustlers, never see me blowing up
now everywhere i step foot is game time, you know what’s up
[outro: brookfield duece]
everybody try to say they started at the bottom
if i don’t vouch for you then that mean you ain’t solid
i represent the nine, the nine
i represent the nine, the nine
everybody try to say they started at the bottom
if i don’t vouch for you then that mean you ain’t solid
i represent the nine, the nine
i represent the nine, the nine
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