Lyrics:

(Chorus) Everywhere we roll, niggas act like they don't know It's like everywhere we roll (Verse 1 - Big Hutch) See, in the 'hood, a little baby hollers My momma said it's all about the dollar Roll, ???, and Impalas Just because the big homie hit it We looked up to the homies 'cause we was young niggas wit' it Spit on the sidewalk, outlined in chalk We bail to the store, for the Thunderbird What's the word, Playa? Drop a sack, nigga Me... Hutch is down so get it off... and bring yours back nigga Beginnin', the lifestyle's a straight mystery A nigga learned the game, fuck history Started with a couple of zones, then we bought a bird Time get up... a spot, fuck standin' on the curb Somewhere... where, we can kick it with some bitches that's fine Smoke... skunk weed, and drink, that Nitrane wine Shiet... pimp ??? never talk about the grind No misdomeanors, no small prize ATL straight smokin' tonight! (Chorus) Everywhere we go, niggas act like they don't know It's like, everywhere we roll Everywhere we roll, niggas act like they don't know It's like everywhere we roll (Verse 2 - KMG) I love... rollin' my Chevrolet On the wicked back streets of Californ I, A I know when I roll, you wanna test my fate That's why I pack big heat, as I bounce, rock, skate Never know no, catch me slippin' dippin' a turf Fuckin' with me, find your dick deep in the curb And you know I'm all about business Slick get-a-ways, at a tight position Quick to check a bitch, quick in a hurry 90 percent of y'all bitches ain't worthy 'Buy me this, take me out' 'Boo, I want a new car' '