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Roll With The Winners

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[Verse 1: Pusha T] Roll with the winners, the soul of the sinners Which ring, which chain; the most our dilemmas My uncles before me mixed the diesel in the blenders Then crack came, I seen the coldest of winters Mountains of snow -- made fiends tremor Mink to the floor, we use the crème de la crèmes Such a need to shimmer, the Benz got the slippers Club owners love us call us yellow bottle grippers Flipper? No. Whale scale tipper I'm from a line of ex-kingpins that's turned sniffers Pray the Lord forgive us while the maricons fill us Up to the brim, call them the coffee bean spillers Blasphemous, he calls kis God's pillows Ivory white, bury me in my chinchilla Ain't none iller, no! Ain't none realer It's Pusha, just ya neighborhood dope dealer [Verse 2: Ab-Liva] You gotta love the gall on 'im Twenty on the arm on 'im Twenty-four inch blades, see the frame fall on 'em Drug czar, retired, like I was Shawn on 'em Came back to star -- Jordan as he falls Released to score raw on 'em, 2.2 pounds exactly Tape criss-crossed like a bra on 'em But the streets I was marred, I was scarred on And ride around microphone fiend with the R on 'em I'm Bad, James Todd On the white part of the water, my third got scalds On the right side of my palm where the soft got hard On the right price, give me the light, I Sean Paul on 'em Run the city, Sean John on 'em New Marvin, screaming "What's Going On," I'm trouble man, I rubberband man, push hard on them Same block where I crawled on 'em, I'mma fall on 'em [Verse 3: Malice]


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