Rollin
Wu-Tang Killa Bees Lyrics


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feat. RZA
[Doc Doom]
Oh how I love my a hundred spokes
Flossin and shit, California
Flossin on them gold ones
Black Knights
Old ones, I sold them
Sippin on a cold one, Rollin on them gold ones
The chrome was the old ones, I sold them

Can I get a drum roll please for my gold D's?
Hundred spoke Daytonas, wish we all could be California
Smokin bank in the corners in a black six-deuce
Hittin switches, dippin, switchin on that ackrite juice
Act like you, wan' try and take my D's
Watch how fast these slugs in this thang gon' leave
Watch how many holes in ya body it leaves
Watch how much pints of blood you bleed
May the fake thugs retreat, pop up barkin the heat
Caravanin nine-to-ten cars deep
Down the 'shaw where Knights is known to breakin laws
And if a bitch is ridin with me she's takin it off
Now get off ya job, if not bitch I'm layin you off
'cause I guess the last nigga that you fucked with was soft
That ain't me, it cost just to floss with me
And how I love my a hundred spoke D's

[Chorus 3.5X: Doc Doom]
Rollin, sippin on a cold one, Rollin on them gold ones
The chrome was the old ones, I sold them

[RZA]
Yo
Up in a black bourbon tank labelled GMC
Smokin on a Newport long and PCP
Gat tucked in, easy pass, I'm low duckin
Dimepiece bird on the side I'm finger-fuckin
Bouncin off this deuce-deuces, fat like Polo gooses
Eighteen-inch woofers movin studio acoustics
Rim tri-star, chrome on my side-bar
Don't hate crab 'cause I caught ya bitch eye par
Platinum grill, re-enforced solid steel
Superstar engine, force of an eighteen wheel
That'll crash through brick walls, smash intersections
Move through ya city escorted with police protection
Heated polished seats with back massages
You gotta know how to roll in more like Kenny Rogers
Tinted glass, PS2 plus Dreamcast
Smoke screens, blindin high blasts
GPS satellite navigation
Automatic lock doors drop jackers to the station
You got beef you get fed to Doc Doom
Goon, you can't fuck with Wu Killa Bee Clan platoon
I might get Holocaust to come and cough on you
My nigga Crisis might love to let one off on you
Or Rugged Monk rolls up another blunt
The great Digi goes and lures out another cunt
'cause I be Rollin, Rollin, Rollin on them twenty-twos
Ain't got no money or love for you funny fools
'cause I be Rollin, Rollin, Rollin on them twenty-twos
Sippin brews, packin tools for you funny fools

[Monk]
I'm from the land of chaos where niggaz get shot for trippin
I caught a fool slippin on some D's, now I'm steady dippin
Cruisin, movin up the block 'cause I'm the shit
Stick dick to hoodrats, make gangsta hits
I baptize my sticks, ice skate on seventeens
On the phone with five-oh, don't you love them D's?
While they spin, you freeze in ya souped up paint clean
Fifties, amps, six by nines and thangs
Comin down the block, let my sub straight bang
Like, "Fuck the po-po's, I'm not turnin it down"
I love to floss as I toss up a fifth of that Crown
Bank corner after corners, watch all the ho's smile





[Chorus 3.5X]

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Wu-Tang Killa Bees' "Rollin" tell the story of the group members cruising through California in their flashy cars, specifically highlighting their love for their custom-made, shiny gold rims called "hundred spokes." Doc Doom starts off the song with a reference to his love for the rims, which he used to have in chrome but sold for gold. He also mentions sipping on a cold one as he cruises. Next, RZA jumps in with his own description of his ride, which includes a GMC with tinted windows, high-tech features like a GPS, PlayStation, and Dreamcast, as well as a powerful engine and reinforced steel. He also makes reference to the group's toughness, warning against messing with the Wu Killa Bee Clan platoon.


The chorus repeats the phrase "Rollin on them gold ones, the chrome was the old ones, I sold them" multiple times, emphasizing the group's love for their gold rims and how they've sold their chrome ones.


The song serves as a celebration of car culture, particularly in California, where customized, flashy cars are a common sight. The reference to "ackrite juice" suggests that some of these cars may be lowriders, which often use hydraulic systems to allow the car to bounce or move rhythmically. The Wu-Tang Killa Bees' lyrics highlight the importance of having the best ride with the best rims, sound system, and other features that make cruising around town a memorable experience. Additionally, the lyrics also touch on the group's toughness, highlighting their willingness to retaliate against any threats.


Line by Line Meaning

Oh how I love my a hundred spokes
I am very fond of my car rims that have a hundred spokes.


Flossin and shit, California
Showing off my wealth and success, like people do in California.


Flossin on them gold ones
Displaying my flashy gold rims to impress others.


Black Knights
Referring to the rap group Black Knights.


Old ones, I sold them
I got rid of my old gold rims to buy new ones.


Sippin on a cold one, Rollin on them gold ones
Drinking a cold beverage and cruising in my car with flashy gold rims.


The chrome was the old ones, I sold them
I sold my chrome rims to get fancier gold ones.


Can I get a drum roll please for my gold D's?
Can someone announce my arrival with a drum roll because of my impressive gold rims?


Hundred spoke Daytonas, wish we all could be California
My expensive rims have a hundred spokes and I wish everyone could be as flashy as Californians.


Smokin bank in the corners in a black six-deuce
I am smoking marijuana on street corners in my black '62 Chevy Impala.


Hittin switches, dippin, switchin on that ackrite juice
I am using a hydraulic switch to move my car up and down while drinking a potent alcoholic beverage.


Act like you, wan' try and take my D's
If you act like you want to steal my gold rims, you will regret it.


Watch how fast these slugs in this thang gon' leave
Be prepared to face the consequences (possibly gunshots) if you try to steal from me.


Watch how many holes in ya body it leaves
I will shoot you multiple times and there will be many bullet holes in your body.


May the fake thugs retreat, pop up barkin the heat
I hope fake gangsters run away, instead of trying to attack me with guns.


Caravanin nine-to-ten cars deep
Driving in a large group of nine to ten cars.


Down the 'shaw where Knights is known to breakin laws
Driving down the street where the rap group Black Knights is known to break the law.


And if a bitch is ridin with me she's takin it off
If a woman is in my car, she will be taking off her clothes (having sex with me).


Now get off ya job, if not bitch I'm layin you off
You need to stop doing what you're doing, or I will hurt you.


'cause I guess the last nigga that you fucked with was soft
I assume the last person you fought with was weak.


That ain't me, it cost just to floss with me
I am not weak, and it is expensive to hang out with me and be as flashy as I am.


Yo
An interjection used to introduce the next speaker/rapper.


Up in a black bourbon tank labelled GMC
Riding in a large SUV made by GMC.


Smokin on a Newport long and PCP
I am smoking a Newport cigarette and the hallucinogenic drug PCP.


Gat tucked in, easy pass, I'm low duckin
I have a gun tucked in my waistband and I am driving discreetly to avoid getting pulled over by police.


Dimepiece bird on the side I'm finger-fuckin
I have a beautiful woman riding with me and I am sexually pleasuring her with my fingers.


Bouncin off this deuce-deuces, fat like Polo gooses
My car is bouncing up and down on its 22-inch rims, which look large like Polo jackets.


Eighteen-inch woofers movin studio acoustics
I have large 18-inch speakers in my car that are producing high-quality music.


Rim tri-star, chrome on my side-bar
My car rims have a star-like design and there is chrome on the side of my car.


Don't hate crab 'cause I caught ya bitch eye par
Don't be mad at me because I attracted your girlfriend's attention with my luxurious car.


Platinum grill, re-enforced solid steel
My car has a grill made of platinum and its body is built with reinforced steel.


Superstar engine, force of an eighteen wheel
My car engine is powerful like that of an 18-wheel truck.


That'll crash through brick walls, smash intersections
My car is strong enough to break through brick walls and collide with other cars at intersections.


Move through ya city escorted with police protection
I am driving through the city with a police escort.


Heated polished seats with back massages
The seats in my car are heated and polished, and they also provide back massages.


You gotta know how to roll in more like Kenny Rogers
You need to be skilled at riding in luxurious cars, like the famous singer Kenny Rogers.


Tinted glass, PS2 plus Dreamcast
My car windows are darkened for privacy, and I have video game consoles like PlayStation 2 and Dreamcast in my car.


Smoke screens, blindin high blasts
I have a device that can emit smoke to blind my enemies, and I also have powerful car horns.


GPS satellite navigation
I have a system in my car that uses GPS satellites to help me navigate.


Automatic lock doors drop jackers to the station
My car doors have an automatic locking system that can trap carjackers and send them to the police station.


You got beef you get fed to Doc Doom
If you have a problem with me, I will let my colleague Doc Doom handle it (by hurting you).


Goon, you can't fuck with Wu Killa Bee Clan platoon
You are not tough enough to mess with the Wu Killa Bee Clan group of dangerous individuals.


I might get Holocaust to come and cough on you
I may send Holocaust (another member of the group) to spit on you or infect you with a disease.


My nigga Crisis might love to let one off on you
My friend Crisis enjoys shooting guns and might hurt you that way.


Or Rugged Monk rolls up another blunt
Another member of the group, Rugged Monk, is probably smoking marijuana.


The great Digi goes and lures out another cunt
Another member of the group, The great Digi, probably attracts and seduces another woman.


'cause I be Rollin, Rollin, Rollin on them twenty-twos
I am cruising in my car with big 22-inch rims.


Ain't got no money or love for you funny fools
I have no interest or respect for anyone who tries to compete with me or impress me with their cheap cars and possessions.


Sippin brews, packin tools for you funny fools
I am drinking beers and carrying weapons to intimidate those who try to challenge me.


I'm from the land of chaos where niggaz get shot for trippin
I come from a place where violence and danger are common, and people get killed for small conflicts.


I caught a fool slippin on some D's, now I'm steady dippin
I caught someone lacking while he was admiring my car rims, and now I am driving away.


Cruisin, movin up the block 'cause I'm the shit
I am driving around, feeling confident and superior to others.


Stick dick to hoodrats, make gangsta hits
I have sex with promiscuous women, and I also make tough, aggressive rap songs.


I baptize my sticks, ice skate on seventeens
I have customized my guns and I also have ice-skate-shaped car rims that are 17 inches big.


On the phone with five-oh, don't you love them D's?
I am talking on the phone with the police, and I am taunting them about my gold rims.


While they spin, you freeze in ya souped up paint clean
While my rims are spinning, you will be shocked and impressed by my clean, stylish car paint job.


Fifties, amps, six by nines and thangs
I have powerful audio equipment in my car, including 50-inch speakers, amplifiers, and 6x9 inch speakers.


Comin down the block, let my sub straight bang
As I am driving down the street, my large speakers are producing loud, deep bass sounds.


Like, "Fuck the po-po's, I'm not turnin it down"
I am not going to turn my music down, even if the police tell me to.


I love to floss as I toss up a fifth of that Crown
I enjoy showing off my wealth as I drink a bottle of Crown Royal whiskey.


Bank corner after corners, watch all the ho's smile
I am driving around street corners, and seeing prostitutes admire my car and smile.




Lyrics ยฉ Universal Music Publishing Group, DELLA MUSIC PUBLISHING, LLC
Written by: D. Cunningham, Robert F. Diggs, Roosevelt Griffin Jr.

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Comments from YouTube:

@theesoterik2705

That beat always knocked in the whip Black Knights I met them in San Diego years ago they were cool as hell

@katrinareina

Real hip hop YEAH!! ROLLIN SIPPIN ON A COLD 1.

@RhinoDigital

still listening

@SnX901

this track is insane

@shareefbrooks2301

rolling sippin on a cold one rolling on gold ones the chrome ones the old ones I sold them

@RhinoDigital

thanks for posting

@hanzsolo4822

love rza bars

@hfididheueuuz7z

Lourd, lourd.......๐Ÿ™

@DanyBadio

peerfect

@TheESCALBA

๐Ÿ‘ผ up wu wu wu

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