Now just because your pretty, and you think you're mighty wise
You tell me that you love me, then you roll those big brown eyes
When I saw you last week, your eyes were turnin' black
Go find the guy that beat you up - ask him to take you back
Don't roll those bloodshot eyes at me
I can tell you've been out on a spree
Well it's plain that you're lyin'
When you say that you've been cryin'
Don't roll those bloodshot eyes at me
I used to spend my money, to make you look real sweet
I wanted to be proud of you when we walked down the street
Now don't ask me to dress you up, in satin and in silk
Your eyes look like two cherries in a glass of bottled milk
Don't roll those bloodshot eyes at me
I can tell you've been out on a spree
Well it's plain that you're lyin'
When you say that you've been cryin'
Don't roll those bloodshot eyes at me
So I guess our little romance has finally simmered down
You should join the circus, you make a real good clown
Your eyes look like a roadmap, I'm scared to smell your breath
You better shut your peepers before you bleed to death
Don't roll those bloodshot eyes at me
I can tell you've been out on a spree
Well it's plain that you're lyin'
When you say that you've been cryin'
Don't roll those bloodshot eyes at me
Don't roll those bloodshot eyes at me
From the album "True Love"
Written by: Hank Perry & Ruth Hakk[Master P talking]
Ugh
Niggas be trying to figure out how we roll out here in Cali
You know what I'm saying
Richmond California
My little partners be rolling like Silkk fool
Verse 1 [Master P]
6 deep hittin switches, thats how us G's ride
Candy paint with them gold daytons side to side
Niggas straight fucking bumpin
Niggas trippin, think I'm from Compton
I'm from that southside of Richmond where that hang ya
Put you in a motherfucking 6 inch slanger
Lay you down, drop you to your knees, you want some chesse
Break me off some ends before I make your ass bleed
>From your nose to your mouth up and outtie
Niggas talking shit cause Master P is gettin rowdy
Got the southside, hoop ride throwin' a 40
Niggas gangbangin like they straight retarded
Throwin up signs, Niggas in line
Bitches hollerin' hoo-ride, Niggas steady dying
I'm from the southside 23rd street
And my little homie Tony from the hills, may he rest in peace
No longer with the crew or the click
But to the niggas that did this shit, we gonna go thick click
And get them thangs and hang ya
Fuckin' round, keep 1 up in the chamber
Richmond niggaz don't play cuz we ballin'
And I got this thang sowed up from New Orleans
Coming like a southside gator
And when we roll on your spot, beware of the tru terminators
Chorus (Master P) :
6 deep is how us G's ride,
Candy paint gold daytons hittin' switches from side to side
6 deep is how us G's ride,
Candy paint gold daytons hittin' switches from side to side
Verse 2 [Silkk The Shocker ]
Well it's Friday, I'm sideways about the highway
Bitchs doing it my way, got 2 for 5, everyday all day
Cuz I gots to get paid, gets mine in the 9, thats why I stay strapped
Everyday I gots to put it down, it be like that
I have a pocket full of stones, I gots like clock now
It was kinda hot outside so I had to puts the t