S.a.s.

S.a.s. - Rock 'N' Roll lyrics

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Verse 1

Mayhem:

Caliente, La Kid be gliding in Coupes

Streets All Salute man I'm riding wit' troops

We standing top down, selling pies out the roof

Beats bangin' hot sounds amplified in the booth

Watchin' the game, you lame, and you all gonna flop

You the type to get a deal and blow it all on a drop

I'm the type to get a deal put the raw on the blocks

Make a couple mil, chill and be ballin' in yachts

I got image, voice, and flow, look you not hotter

We top shottas, freeze our wrists, and pop collars

So quit with the villian tip, smash hits, yeah we killin' it

Plus I stack bricks like a pyramid

We steel bussers (blam blam) the mill touch ya

With slugs from the Soviet, Blood, they will rush ya

Loose or sober, tools in holsters

Bad news provokers might loose your shoulders



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S.A.S.:

We sell rocks n roll

Toppa-top shottas, we got that dough

We sell rocks n roll

Ducking coppers who watch us on block patrol

(Repeat)



Verse 2

Mega:

Why you wanna block me bro, why you wanna stop me for

I rap now but I still sell rocks n roll, you ain't listened to Writer

He told u Stop-N-Go, shuttin', watchin' the block patrol

Give a fuck if the coppers know, Cito, the streets know I been gritty

With a knife game like Mi Ho in Sin City

Gimme brain if you think I'm dumb

You heard me miss, you lookin' thirsty so drink my cum

Poking her jaw, please you provokin' a war

Only time you pushing keys is when you open the door

And now the name face off, bring it we can face off

Animal child, Hannibal style, eat your face off

Spend pounds in the west, down for my set

And I'm Fendi down to the brown in my creps, yeah

Have some advice

Cuz the only time you strapped is a attached to your Nikes



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Verse 3

S.A.S.:

Mayhem:

My shotta crew is comin' through, move to everyone of you

Pop up and chew your block up right in front of you

Take the key to your home and toss him in coffins

Everything from your phone to walkmans I'll auction

Mega:

Have my money, I don't care if it means selling your home

You should've thought about that before you asked for cheddar on loan

I'm telling you holmes, you should leave selling alone

Respect it I'm well connected like cellular phones

Mayhem:

I got dikes restless, hot like Texas

Pull up to the block in a truck white Lexus

You can stare, but here's some words of wisdom

I leave ya with your head open like a circumcision

Mega:

Props to my people wit' rocks and that diesel

Pharmacutacal hustle, they shot like its legal

Was patient but no, if you makin' the dough

You bricks like Chinese food I take it to go (Woah)



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