Roosevelts

Yeah waasup ya'll, we in the building
Theordore motherfucker!
Yeah, Tokyo Tribe 2, Saru santa, Mushasino goonie
Ya'll niggas know how the fuck we get down, it's all real
J-love in the building, this how we take it

I told them up the block niggas to fall back
Dope fiends is dropping, crack heads buggin' off Prozack
Whoa, ghetto celeb, shark skin threads
Chicks, we don't fuck 'em unless we take 'em like three in the bed
Jumped and bagged up something heavy
Some mothers resort to getting rich off Newports
Back and forth to Delaware and VA
Yeah you can't blow, they takes hella years
Base heads taste my shit like "Starks, what the hell's in there?
Usually millionaires really rare
Yellow Lamborghini with mustard suede seats with a bar in there
Even your seeds had a benatar play pen
Your moms is taken, she got shot during number runs
A visa, jeans, buck fifty when a drilla comes
And his sister gave birth to a killer son
And that be yours nigga, you gon' regulate the globe
With your arm and your big world tours

Gun in hand, makin moves in Japan, living off land
Half a kilo in the closet, sitting on grams
See you be the graham cracker, shells like clams
If we don't know you, then we'll blow you, only fucking with fam
Historical name, Theodore, nigga, we be the Roosevelts
Shoot flames like Godzilla, it make the soldiers melt
Tokyo Tribe, DJ Muro, king of the digging
Crazy yen style stay winnin'

Diggin' daddy, ammo is brolic
Fila sneakers and suede goose, walked in the joint like a paid schooler
Give me all my chedder in fives
Light blue, five fifty by the door, I had my ho with the nine
How you feeling soldier? Fill up my glass
Threw my hand on his neck, my ring scratched him, that's six, carry smash
Of course he ain't want none, took it like a trooper, then walked this New York Nigga
Voca cash
Plus his fiends mad loyal
Seen him under the building, and after five niggas turned the
Shooters on hood soil
And the judges love him
He threw a baby in one of the cufflinks daughters, and six months later he snubbed him
Had CNN wildin', the Staten Island veteran smiling
See through Johnny bottom feel growling
Some Japan nigga, and the fam with him, holding some things
I think he bought Burger King, he got strings tho'

Gun in hand, makin moves in Japan, living off land
Half a kilo in the closet, sitting on grams
See you be the graham cracker, shells like clams
If we don't know you, then we'll blow you, only fucking with fam
Historical name, Theodore, nigga, we be the Roosevelts
Shoot flames like Godzilla, it make the soldiers melt
Tokyo Tribe, DJ Muro, king of the digging
Crazy yen style stay winnin'

We gon' talk real talk nigga
Straight up, bring that paper out man
That's the only thing we respect nigga, you gotta stay fresh nigga
And you gotta have money nigga
You put all that bitch shit to the side right now, and we talk about major shit
Word up man, Icewater Inc, a bunch of Dalmatians man
We gonna nigga, uno, my nigga Muro, DJ Muro rather, and Saru hold it down man
Lex Leonardo nigga, we gone nigga