Born To Roll - Jeep Ass Niguh Remix

I get it, baby (get it, baby)
 I get it, baby
 Braniac dumb-dumbs, bust the scientifical
 Approach to the course and the force is centrifugal
 Can you find your way through the lyrics that be catching them?
 Throw another rhyme across the room, they be fetching them
 When they take a loss, take a loss to the master and
 I throws crazy blows and they knows I be plasterin'
 All across the room, on the ceilings and the walls too
 Punk little suckers didn't know I had the gall to
 Come around their block with my c- diesel system and
 Turned it up to ten and then start to diss 'em and
 They didn't wanna battle, if they did, when they saw me
 They'da open up the trunk but they tried to ignore me
 Hey little suckers! I know you hear me calling you
 Thought you wanted some, but I see that you all into
 Frontin', ain't no future in your frontin', so let's get it on
 Like Marvin Gaye, take the cash and sit it on
 The hood of your whick-whack, lowriding Cadillac
 Back up your boys and let's start to battle, act
 Like, you know, the Masta Ace
 Don't play when it come to my bass
 Check it out, baby, check it out, dawg
 Check it out, baby, check it out, dawg
 Check it out, baby, check it out, dawg
 Check it out, baby (I was born to roll)
 Swerving down the block, like what else should a brother do?
 It's Saturday, it's Saturday, the heat might smother you
 Rolling down my windows, yeah, I have a air conditioner
 But I got the sound I want the whole world to listen to
 Waiting at a red light, Kentucky Fried Chicken and
 Low End Theory tape in, bass crazy kickin' and
 See this Puerto Rican latin chico, rico, suave
 In a red Corolla, ayo, does he wanna play?
 Pulling up beside me, looking like he want it
 Show me what you got, then watch me get up on it
 Holding up traffic but we can't hear their horns
 'Cause he got musica grande, yeah, he got it going on
 But I think I better school 'em, 'cause he don't know the time
 So I'm turning up the boom, 'cause he cannot mess with mine
 Brothers hear me hittin' from like 50 blocks away, I
 Wanna turn their heads, so you know I gotta play high
 Decibels passing through a residential district
 See a few cuties and I turn it up like this quick
 Mira, mira, man, don't sleep
 I got the, I got the, I got the woofers in my jeep
 Check it out, baby, check it out, dawg
 Check it out, baby, check it out, dawg
 Check it out, baby, check it out, dawg
 Check it out, baby (I was born to roll)
 Check it out, baby, check it out, dawg
 Check it out, baby, check it out, dawg
 Check it out, baby, check it out, dawg
 Check it out, baby (I was born to roll)
 Black boy, black boy, turn that sh- down
 You know that America don't wanna hear the sound
 Of the bass drum, jungle music, go back to Africa
 "N-, I'll arrest ya if you're holding up traffic"
 I'll be damned if I listen, so cops save your breath
 And write another ticket if you have any left
 I'm breaking eardrums while I'm breaking the law
 I'm disturbing all the peace 'cause Sister Souljah said, "War"
 So catch me if you can, if you can, here's a donut
 'Cause once you drive away, yo, you know I'm gonna go nut
 And turn it up to where it was before, nice try
 But you can't stop the power of the bass in your eye
 I wonder if I blasted a little Elvis Presley
 Would they pull me over and attempt to arrest me?
 I really doubt-doubt it, they'll probably start dancin'
 Jumping on my tip and pissing in they pants and
 Wiggling and jiggling and grabbing on their pelvis
 But you know my name, so you never hear no Elvis
 Strictly the hardcore, dirty street-level hits
 God's on my side, so watch what the devil gets
 Positivity hitting 50 levels deep
 Coming out the, coming out the woofers in my jeep
 Check it out, baby, check it out, dawg
 Check it out, baby, check it out, dawg
 Check it out, baby, check it out, dawg
 Check it out, baby (I was born to roll)
 Check it out, baby, check it out, dawg
 Check it out, baby, check it out, dawg
 Check it out, baby, check it out, dawg
 Check it out, baby (I was born to roll)
 (I get it, baby)
 (I get it, baby)