Rollin'
Masta Ace feat. Saukrates & O.C Lyrics
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Intro: Masta Ace
things are same all over
it don't matter where you come from
east coast west coast T dot O dot down south
you gotta keep rollin if you gonna get through all this
[Masta Ace]
yo yo I makes green backs of mean tracks
it seems that life ain't nuttin but phat cars
and green stack 2 storeys high
I wouldn't want to die
po broke and lonely, no joke I'm only
a hop jump and skip, from 30, gotta get my hands dirty
if I want to see cash that's gon last
I hit you wit a blast, straight from the heart
where's the math, gotta go for broke witout a cast
ain't shit changed but nickels and dimes to G notes
we floats flush rides and crush prides and jack fakers
crack makers never left the neighbourhood
cash rules everything except me
that's what cream mean, don't rule the rhyme
on valentines day nigga, you still couldnt find
the heart to try to step to, fuck wit
mess wit, your desperate, stop bullshittin nigga and lets get
all this dough like Pillbury and I still bury
wack rappers in 96 kid I feel very confident its my year to
and my tongue will tear you
keep rollin in dough and son I hear you
Chorus
Baby roll wit me, maybe you can see
what all life can be
(what you gonna do when your mind gets old)
[Saukrates]
(make money)the slogn of ghetto dwellers in such
(take money)the phrase of an organized bank rush
sittin on top of the dome like Al Capone
interceptin drug carriers and takin they home
popularity can make you a buck but nigga that shit is luck
solidify your cash, your the biggest guy
gotta tooken out,
the bitch caught a disease for the plague Saukrates
now who's got the g's
desperado, get away cars hittin the throttle
pinchin diamonds the size of the lotto
any kind of hesitation to 25 ta life you get
come out, kickin Carlito 'cause you can't resist
in your world wife and kids become the minority
cause yens, franks, marks and dollars become your priority
on stage frontin as if your mic makes all your cream
father time paid off the sandman and saw your dream
nigga quit it, you in it for the cash admit it
'cause I did it, and never gave a fuck for rap critics
realize Corleone style, I know some niggas desperate
they'd sell they mother for a 7 digit figure
don't you get it...
Chorus
[O.C.]
Yo Sauk, yo Ace, what's up wit money over there
whppin on the street like he just don't care
his flambouyancy annoying,
ignorant nigga figure he gon roll all his life
thinkin he gon roll all his life being big bad and bold
and what, sellin drugs on the street ain't nuttin but a sucka
he gets fucked and his mind mad mushy intelligents all fuzzy,
get shot street nigga forgot who was he
in it for all things respect
you rightful to fall of in life either deceased or arrested
mastermind designed you had through a science giver
mad man reigned over major alliance
your world revolved around gold, cars and diamonds
sluts and scars , draggin behind bars still
the wake up call, face off the jail bully
takin your man hood, thought you had a pussy
come home seen your man, now the lies arise
tellin your man you was fightin niggas twice your size
your conscious is feelin it, sippin a brew
2 years you got screwed, by the system and a stiff one
mental swollen and your manhood stolen
wrecked and got dugout for the price of gold
Chorus
In the song "Rollin" by Masta Ace, he talks about the struggles of life and the constant need to keep pushing through. He begins by rapping about making money through rapping and how important it is to get your hands dirty if you want to see cash that will last. He also talks about how nothing has changed but nickels and dimes to G notes, and how cash rules everything except him. Masta Ace emphasizes the importance of keeping one's heart close, especially on Valentine's Day and how it's not about ruling the rhyme. He wraps up the rap by encouraging listeners to keep rolling in dough as they hear him.
The chorus features Saukrates, who raps about making money in the ghetto and organized bank rush phrases, which he notes are phrases of greed. He touches on the popularity factor and how it can make one a buck, but to solidify one's cash, one has to be one of the biggest guys. Saukrates highlights how at times, it's essential to take someone out, such as when an individual catches a disease for the plague, where desperation can lead to a 7-digit figure. The rap concludes with a realization that Corleone-style is the only way and that some people might be willing to sell their mothers for that kind of money.
In the last verse, O.C. kicks off debating about an individual who seems to be rolling on the streets with ostentatious flamboyancy, ignorant of the fact that mindless selling of drugs on the street life is a sucker's game. He highlights the dangers of selling drugs, and the proclivity to forget oneself and get lost in materialism, leading to obsession with gold, cars, and diamonds, and ultimately getting incarcerated or even worse. O.C. wraps up the rap by emphasizing the importance of staying true to oneself and never falling off in life or ending up dead or imprisoned.
Line by Line Meaning
yo yo I makes green backs of mean tracks
I earn money from making great music
it seems that life ain't nuttin but phat cars
Life appears to revolve around flashy cars and material possessions
2 storeys high I wouldn't want to die
I want to experience a life of success and wealth before I die
po broke and lonely, no joke I'm only
Being poor and alone is not a laughing matter
a hop jump and skip, from 30, gotta get my hands dirty
I'm close to turning 30 and need to work hard to achieve financial stability
if I want to see cash that's gon last
I need to work hard and make smart financial decisions to secure a long-term financial future
we floats flush rides and crush prides and jack fakers
We drive expensive cars and intimidate those who try to deceive or compete with us
crack makers never left the neighbourhood
Drug dealers are still present and active in our community
cash rules everything except me
Money may control others, but it doesn't control me
'cause I did it, and never gave a fuck for rap critics
I succeeded in the rap industry without caring about what critics thought of my work
any kind of hesitation to 25 ta life you get
Any hesitation or mistake can result in a 25-year prison sentence
on stage frontin as if your mic makes all your cream
Rappers pretend that their music is the main source of their wealth and success
father time paid off the sandman and saw your dream
As time goes on, the harsh realities of life can destroy your dreams
in it for the cash admit it
Acknowledge that your main motivation is money
takin your man hood, thought you had a pussy
Being physically violated in prison can make someone feel like they've lost their manhood
your conscious is feelin it, sippin a brew
You feel guilty about your actions while drinking a beer
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, Global Talent Publishing, SPIRIT /GLOBAL TALENT MUSIC
Written by: MARK ASARI, CAIRO BENN, PIERRE JERMAINE, JEROME WILLIAMS
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Franklin
[Saukrates]
Ha, ha
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Ha, ha
Rollin'
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
[Chorus - Saukrates]
Money makes the world go round
So watch a nigga
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Money makes the world go round
So watch a nigga
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
[Masta Ace]
Yo, yo, I makes green backs of mean tracks
It seems that life ain't nuttin 'but phat cars
And dreams that stack two stories high
I wouldn't wanna die, po broke and lonely
No joke I'm only a hop jump and skip from 30
Gotta get my hands dirty
If I wanna see cash thats gon last
I hit you wit a blast, straight from the heart
Yo where's the math, gotta go for broke without a cast
Ain't shit changed but nickels and dimes to G notes
We floats in flush rides and crush prides and jack fakers
Crack makers never left the, neighbourhood
Cash rules everything except me
That's what cream mean, it don't rule the mind
On valentines day nigga, you still couldn't find
The heart to try to step to, fuck wit
Mess wit, your desperate, stop bullshittin' nigga and lets get
All this dough like Pillsbury and I still bury
Wack rappers, in 96 kid I feel very confident its my year too
And my tongue will tear you
Keep rollin' in dough and son I hear you
[Chorus]
[Saukrates]
(Make money) the slogan of ghetto dwellers in such
(Take money) the phrase of an organized bank rush
Sittin on top of the dome like Al Capone
Interceptin' drug carriers and taking they home
Popularity can make you a buck but nigga that shit is luck
Solidify, your cash you're the biggest guy
Got tooken out, the bitch caught a disease
Called the plague Saukrates, now who's got the g's
Desperado, get away cars hittin' the throttle
Pinchin' diamonds the size of the lotto
Any kind of hesitation 25 ta life you get
Come out, kickin' Carlito cuz you can't resist
In your world wife and kids become the minority
'Cause yens, franks, marks and dollars are priority
On stage frontin' as if the mic makes all your cream
But Father Time paid off the sandman and saw your dream
Nigga quit it, you in it for the cash admit it
Cuz I did it, and never gave a fuck for rap critics
Realize Corleone style, I know some niggas desperate
They'd sell they mother for a seven digit figure
Dont you get it...
[Chorus]
[O.C.]
Yo Sauk, yo Ace, what's up wit money over there
Whippin' on the street like he just don't care
He's flambouyant see annoying
Ignant nigga figure he gonna be rollin' all his life
Being the big bad bull motherfucker, what!
Sellin' drugs, you ain't nuttin' but a sucka, uh
Can't free mold your mind mad mushy, intelligents all fuzzy
Get shot street nigga forgot who was he
Hit it to put things in perspective
Do right, don't defy laws of life and be deceased or arrested
Mastermind desgined you had thru a science giver
Mad man dreams of a major alliance
Your world revolved around gold, cars and diamonds
Sluts and scars , draggin behind bars still
The wake up call, face off the jail bully
Takin' your manhood, as thought you had a pussy
Come home seen your man, now the lies arise
Tellin' your man you was fightin niggas twice your size
Your conscious is feelin' it, sippin' a brew
Two ways you got screwed, by the system and a stiff one
Mental swollen and your manhood stolen
Wrecked and got dugout for the price of rollin'
Joe More
One of the greatest collabs ever ! Classic
José Manuel Roldán Gómez
This song bring such good memories, love it!
ESODeath
always liked masta ace flow , so dope
Brent Donhauser
Damm my favorite 2 Mcees on a track together Ace n Mush it doesn't get any better than that. Great beat great flows
James Walton
people never give masta ace the props he deserves cause he's not flashy and mainstream like all the rappers who get attention now.. damn shame
Franklin
[Saukrates]
Ha, ha
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Ha, ha
Rollin'
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
[Chorus - Saukrates]
Money makes the world go round
So watch a nigga
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Money makes the world go round
So watch a nigga
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
[Masta Ace]
Yo, yo, I makes green backs of mean tracks
It seems that life ain't nuttin 'but phat cars
And dreams that stack two stories high
I wouldn't wanna die, po broke and lonely
No joke I'm only a hop jump and skip from 30
Gotta get my hands dirty
If I wanna see cash thats gon last
I hit you wit a blast, straight from the heart
Yo where's the math, gotta go for broke without a cast
Ain't shit changed but nickels and dimes to G notes
We floats in flush rides and crush prides and jack fakers
Crack makers never left the, neighbourhood
Cash rules everything except me
That's what cream mean, it don't rule the mind
On valentines day nigga, you still couldn't find
The heart to try to step to, fuck wit
Mess wit, your desperate, stop bullshittin' nigga and lets get
All this dough like Pillsbury and I still bury
Wack rappers, in 96 kid I feel very confident its my year too
And my tongue will tear you
Keep rollin' in dough and son I hear you
[Chorus]
[Saukrates]
(Make money) the slogan of ghetto dwellers in such
(Take money) the phrase of an organized bank rush
Sittin on top of the dome like Al Capone
Interceptin' drug carriers and taking they home
Popularity can make you a buck but nigga that shit is luck
Solidify, your cash you're the biggest guy
Got tooken out, the bitch caught a disease
Called the plague Saukrates, now who's got the g's
Desperado, get away cars hittin' the throttle
Pinchin' diamonds the size of the lotto
Any kind of hesitation 25 ta life you get
Come out, kickin' Carlito cuz you can't resist
In your world wife and kids become the minority
'Cause yens, franks, marks and dollars are priority
On stage frontin' as if the mic makes all your cream
But Father Time paid off the sandman and saw your dream
Nigga quit it, you in it for the cash admit it
Cuz I did it, and never gave a fuck for rap critics
Realize Corleone style, I know some niggas desperate
They'd sell they mother for a seven digit figure
Dont you get it...
[Chorus]
[O.C.]
Yo Sauk, yo Ace, what's up wit money over there
Whippin' on the street like he just don't care
He's flambouyant see annoying
Ignant nigga figure he gonna be rollin' all his life
Being the big bad bull motherfucker, what!
Sellin' drugs, you ain't nuttin' but a sucka, uh
Can't free mold your mind mad mushy, intelligents all fuzzy
Get shot street nigga forgot who was he
Hit it to put things in perspective
Do right, don't defy laws of life and be deceased or arrested
Mastermind desgined you had thru a science giver
Mad man dreams of a major alliance
Your world revolved around gold, cars and diamonds
Sluts and scars , draggin behind bars still
The wake up call, face off the jail bully
Takin' your manhood, as thought you had a pussy
Come home seen your man, now the lies arise
Tellin' your man you was fightin niggas twice your size
Your conscious is feelin' it, sippin' a brew
Two ways you got screwed, by the system and a stiff one
Mental swollen and your manhood stolen
Wrecked and got dugout for the price of rollin'
prakash ramadas
Thanks
NYCEFlix
"Rectum got dug out" OC verse
Robz Vega
so i wasnt crazy there is another version i was looking for this forever thanks good post !!!
vagab bam
Nice version, thanks for sharing this