I'll be right here by your side So take control Don't let it go, take control 'Cause you know its now or never I'ma take control of it I can take you
here by your side, So take control, Don?t let it go, Take control, Cause you know its now or never, Ima take control of it, I grab you by the hands and roll
let her take a picture, She gonna roll with me. If I let her take a picture She gonna roll with me, Gonna roll with me, Gonna roll with me. [The Game
got one And there's no prison that can hold a Motherfuckin' souljah ready to roll and take control So now jack him while he's sleepin Roll to the door
s similar to Rhythm Nation but thugged out, forgive me Janet Who's in control I'm acvtivatin yo souls You know, the way the games get controlled Yo
Talkin loud when I tell you be quiet you move the crowd Bustin rounds, activatin a riot, that's why I love you so No control, down to roll, unleash After
, one Tryin to pick myself up Where I started from [Obie Trice] I never woulda thought that I'd see you out of control Even though, my penis was deep
strong to brain I hop on the phone with the homies to see what's happenin' in the hood It's all good. Niggas, they thug us, smuggle Roll so deep in they
givin' up Your life for us Now, I can think twice, 'fore roll the dice Advice from a thug, tell mommy I love her everyday, think of her Take a look at
take time out to beat this shit up, get up Feel us it's the real niggas The soldier field niggas, roll in control niggas and we roll wit cold killers
me we can bump heads and collide on me want beef, damn right, can rely on me ring that Campbell like Naomi just move that girl and take it on easy lookin
sittin' on square one Tryna pick myself up where I started from [Obie Trice] I never woulda thought that I'd see you outta control Even though my penis was deep
coward cops have got one And there's no prison that can hold ya Motherfuck a soldier ready to roll or take control So now I jack 'em while they sleepin Roll
peckerwood rockin' Put down your glock Or your block, I'll be knockin' And dead off your shoulders Head will roll Peckerwood P Funk assassin of soul Is in control
Never thought it would end up being like this Situation is getting too out of control Now we're faced with an ultimatum like this Should I just stay or roll
