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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nipsey Hussle
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ermias Ashgedom
Composer
Jay Powell
Lyrics
Kenneth Pratt
Composer
Robert Stewart
Composer
Kelion Sutton
Composer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Roll the windows up
When the block is hot
Rollin' westcoast green while the speakers knock
And we about to cause a scene like fuck the cops
Man we growin' like the beans on my drop top
Roll the windows up
Let the base hit, crack the bottle up Patron let me taste it
Spit the swish up, the middle east basic
While out we gone all get wasted (Roll the windows up)
[Verse 2]
I used to ride on Alpinas, up in down Slousen, 18 with the scheme ta', simply get my cream up
Tryna get my loot so I can floss on them bitches, black 745, Rick Ross on them bitches
Bulletproof with the chrome exhaust on them bitches
Triple gold Cuban links I'm Raekwon on them bitches
Listen Slousen Ave is what the game missin', **** bang for a livin' retire to San Quentin
That's why my only mission was contradict the statistics
Make it out and double back, with a pot that **** can piss in
Or release the window we can throw it at em
But for now just roll em'up so I can blow the sour
[Verse 3]
Roll the windows up
When the block is hot
Rollin' westcoast green while the speakers knock
And we about to cause a scene like fuck the cops
Man we growin' like the beans on my drop top
Roll the windows up
Let the base hit, crack the bottle up Patron let me taste it
Spit the swish up, the middle east basic
While out we gone all get wasted (Roll the windows up)
[Verse 4]
Yeah, let your top down, turn your beat up
Go and spark the L, throw your dubs up
Comin' to the west, you got to go through us
Have communication, or get ya' ass bust (Yeah)
Our motivation got us feelin' like we can't be touched
Slousen can't you tell we don't give a fuck
We gettin money round here, they wanna lock us up
Secret society all we ask is trust
Real **** and we neva gonna change up
Not for money, nah homey cause it is us
Slouson boys don't talk don't speak much
Roll around a 74 with the windows up
[Verse 5]
Roll the windows up
When the block is hot
Rollin' westcoast green while the speakers knock
And we about to cause a scene like fuck the cops
Man we growin' like the beans on my drop top
Roll the windows up
Let the base hit, crack the bottle up Patron let me taste it
Spit the swish up, the middle east basic
While out we gone all get wasted (Roll the windows up)
[Verse 6]
I bake frack stack racks is the logo
Gucci belt waistline, holding up the forty
And we hardline pressin', my whip gang sick
4 or 5 stunts off of 4 or 5 bricks
In the trenches got it jerkin'
And crash they lurkin'
I'm still gon' get mine, so you know it's closed curtains
I don't pause for no man, we're stripped like coat, and
Coup the work, flip the work, and move units off of Slauson
[Verse 7]
Roll the windows up
When the block is hot
Rollin' westcoast green while the speakers knock
And we about to cause a scene like fuck the cops
Man we growin' like the beans on my drop top
Roll the windows up
Let the base hit, crack the bottle up Patron let me taste it
Spit the swish up, the middle east basic
While out we gone all get wasted (Roll the windows up)
Written by: Ermias Asghedom, Jay-Christy Powell, Kenneth Edward Pratt, Robert Stewart, Kelion Sutton