Rapper Big Pooh - Roll Call lyrics

[Jozeemo] Uh, give me a second, I'm having a n***a moment Jo' reaching under the shirt's your first omen We man up, y'all n***as is still zoning I'm on my third hustle while n***as is still yawning Five in the morning, out of town cell phone Roaming on my Philly sh**, beard need coaming Work's never done, fake n***as need b**hing Set off a pistol whipping, trigger finger still itching Pots in the kitchen, 'caine needs cooking As long n***as balling, Jo' Gutta still jooking I see the crowd looking, I thought he was a rapper? That's part-time b**h, I'm an AK clapper Dress code's something like the opposite of dapper Send a black rose to your mother and your pastor I'm after, everything I feel that I'm due On the grind 'til I feel that I'm through [Chaundon] Even though I moved out of NYC I'm the realest Transferred to Central Carolina Phyllis The world black and white but a n***a dream of color Like blue and cream wallies, I'mma rock 'em this summer Took a few losses, had a little setback Reparation time, dude for the get-back Had a premonition, I'd be the illest spitting Shut down Webster's, become the definition Used to have more +Nightmares+ than +Dana Dane+ A voice woke me up and told me to change the game Never second guessed it, rose to my feet Metronome flow, huh, controlling the beat The heart of the street, put my vocal chords in a frame Hang it up because it's art when I speak Don't need to autograph it, my verse is the signature Now open up the gallery doors [Hook] I never should have rolled the dice Now I'm trapped off in the game (in the game) No matter how you live your life Some sh** don't never change (never change) I'm here for the money and the power Y'all keep that f**in fame (f** the fame) Either way when I leave this b**h You gon' know my f**in name [Joe Scudda] Yeah, so come with it, Joey done sh**ted Best to do it and damn near best that did it Nine-one-nine on the wrist and the fitted Raleigh y'know our cap', lil homie don't forget it Put the bait out and you bit it f** around with me, catch a bald like Riddick Or bald like Jackson, time for some action If you asking, I ain't with all the ra**ling I'm about moving, I ain't with the losing As a fly-by I'm still cool cause I'm cruising What you think you doing? I might have to ruin Better catch up homie, come get with the movement (Better tell 'em bout it) H-O-J, they don't play That's my team, this my day Crown City boy, that's where I stay And we the best out, that's what they say [Rapper Big Pooh] Uh, n***as always wanna talk about money Told y'all I came with Dho/dough, young'n you ain't know? Toured the world with my group Lil' Bro' That means I'm professional, who's next to blow? You just standing in a shadow Hurt pride like I stole your mojo I'm so thoro, get a book, maybe I'll explain How I maintain, do this with no strain Huh, you do it with no gain And they tryna put us on the same plain No disrespect, that's a disconnect I achieve milestones you ain't even seen yet Been a couple places you ain't even dreamed yet Six years later, how quick we forget And yet, there's still not one comparison That they compared me to that I ain't much better than, my n***a [Hook] [Outro: Rapper Big Pooh] Yeah, haha HOJ, that's the muh'f**in movement Yeah, uh, that's the muh'f**in unit J.O., Doovie, Jozee', Rapper Sean Boog, what up? Khrysis, what up? D-Brock, Big Dho