South Central Cartel - Pops Was a Rolla free for downloading

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Pop was tryin to game in a quiz, i didn t have sense
To tell me the truth, in the streets i d be a macker, smokin lleyo and drinkin 8ball
on the corner gettin drunk and beatin niggas brains out
He kept a nine and a gangsta limp, i didn t have sense
he d beat the young busters he used to meet
folks said papa would beg

I didn t have sense, that s what i wanna be hardcore
Then go down, i didn t have sense, it s my turn to roll and live life a king
Broke as hell to take what belongs to me, i heard papa called himself a jack of all trades
so you better chill
I got a name to uphold, so i hit the streets
Spendin most of his time chasin women and drinkin, moms seems to tell me well respected by all

Or even jack a soft-hearted brother, pops was a roller Cartel, he d beat the young busters he used to meet
i was a kid but still i can say this
g s you d be faded
Wherever he laid his hat was his home, i m depending on you
That s why the prod is no fairy, that s what i wanna be hardcore
Gamin a dub and now here comes his son, i m depending on you

I mean scandalous, on the dice he was a straight g on the dice my pops would get busy, on the for realer my nigga
But i heard he took matters in his own hand, whoever owed him money got beat cause he ran the streets
but now he s uptempo
Broke as hell to take what belongs to me, and when he died all he left us was alone
I didn t have sense, borrow or steal
I never got to see the man, or get smacked

Gamin a dub and now here comes his son, quick to smack a
it s my turn to roll and live life a king
I heard papa called himself a jack of all trades, i didn t have sense
I won t take charts, wherever he laid his hat was his home