Born To Roll

[Intro: Marv Won]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
That's what's up nigga (Whatever you need [?])
Whatever you need nigga
You talking to the supreme corner stander nigga
That's what's up (I was a born hustler)
Eastside, Westside
Black, white, pregnant, nigga I don't give a fuck nigga
It's all about green nigga

[Verse 1: Marv Won]
I hit your brain with them dumb dumbs, drugs eat up your physical
The place where it come from, I can get 'em for minimal
So if you got that itch and you got them chips
Then I got that shit, come holler at me (Yo)
You ain't gotta look, I'm always in the same spot
[?] coat [?] fit with my thang cocked
If the fire come, we just pack up and change shop
You'd think it was pitty candy they way that I slang rock
Fuck your opinions, my еnds gotta meet
And my niggas gotta eat so these hypеs gotta chief
I got it all from browns to hard white
Your chain won't cover your tab but your car might
They product is small, with me you burn giants
I'm the man in the hood, I get return clients
So if you need a fix or dying to try it
I'm a fixture on your block like a fire hydrant

[Chorus: Marv Won]
I was Born To Roll, look I got whatever you need
Whether it's pills or weed, crank or speed
I was Born To Roll, I'll get it to wherever you at
You got the scratch? I'll get it all, from gats to crack
Shit I was Born To Roll, for you to spot, it's probably hot
But if you want it then it's something that I probably got
I was Born To Roll, look I'm a natural born hustlers
I can get it if you want it, motherfucka

[Verse 2: Fatt Father]
Born To Roll, half O's and Bo's
Known to flip loads from the North to South Pole
Ever since sixteen years old my instincts been cold
My money come in stacks like Pringles
Detroit raised, I was made to get dough
Lesson to maintain where the cain and sick flow
You take it in the vein, snort pop it, I got mo'
[?] for the commision of black folk
We rich cats who act broke, come short, your back broke
The macs sick with the attack scope (Blaow)
That's it, only on [?] distributing
Crack, coke to citizens, last hope for Benjamins
Please believe me, the game needs me
For the same and strange reason that meat needs seasoning
Bottom line, don't knock how I get mine
I keep some merchandise like I'm Lenny from Good Times

[Chorus: Marv Won]
I was Born To Roll, look I got whatever you need
Whether it's pills or weed, crank or speed
I was Born To Roll, I'll get it to wherever you at
You got the scratch? I'll get it all, from gats to crack
Shit I was Born To Roll, for you to spot, it's probably hot
But if you want it then it's something that I probably got
I was Born To Roll, look I'm a natural born hustlers
I can get it if you want it, motherfucka

[Verse 3: King Gordy]
Whatever you need, I got it all for you
Dawg, I'm all for you, any problem you got my dope is all for you
I got this off the hob for you, what's your pleasure
Even got dog food for you, it ain't nothing betta
When I see you jog for you, fuck that other spot
'Cause them niggas ain't at all loyal with them skimpy rocks
And I'm right in front of this spot, posted it's my block
Bitch, I'm rolling 'til the blocks boiling, getting too hot
Cops patrolling, I'm not going nowhere, I'm a dog
Either stop or keep going, my shops open, I need it all
I'm greedy y'all, you've seen some, I've seen it all
He need crumbs, I need bundles, I bleed hustle
I'm from Van Dyke nigga, my street means trouble
Bullet'll split down the middle, now I'm seeing double
Give your rocks some steroids, man they need muscle
And if we in your crib rolling bitch that means fuck you

[Chorus: Marv Won]
I was Born To Roll, look I got whatever you need
Whether it's pills or weed, crank or speed
I was Born To Roll, I'll get it to wherever you at
You got the scratch? I'll get it all, from gats to crack
Shit I was Born To Roll, for you to spot, it's probably hot
But if you want it then it's something that I probably got
I was Born To Roll, look I'm a natural born hustlers
I can get it if you want it, motherfucka

[Verse 4: Shim-E Bango]
I keep O's of the Sasquatch up in the stash box
I roll through the hood like the wheels on a matchbox
Kush and a blunt, a cup of that Hen dawg
Get rates on the way, how much can you spend dawg?
Pick up and grab, distribute to bags
Beef with your squad? We move out with mags
Product is moving and them birds is flying
O's and elbows, y'all nickle 'n diming
Niggas know that cain is collosal
I'm stepping off the plane in Morocco, with a brick of Morocco
Buy cheap in the city, sell high in the Burbs
Whatever you want nigga, just give me the word
My lil cousin Duggy be keeping them thangs lovely
Keys strapped to the bumper of a Lex Buggy
Bring Bang in the game, shit'll get ugly
F.K. the same thang nigga, trust me!

[Chorus: Marv Won]
I was Born To Roll, look I got whatever you need
Whether it's pills or weed, crank or speed
I was Born To Roll, I'll get it to wherever you at
You got the scratch? I'll get it all, from gats to crack
Shit I was Born To Roll, for you to spot, it's probably hot
But if you want it then it's something that I probably got
I was Born To Roll, look I'm a natural born hustlers
I can get it if you want it, motherfucka