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[Hook: Romeo (?)] We roll big in the city (big trucks big bikes) (Big cribs big rims big wheels big ice) We roll big in the city (big trucks big bikes) (Big cribs big rims big wheels big ice) [Verse: Romeo] Now Im da king of da city and da Rich Boyz wit me And my jewels that be hangin so just call dem tipsy And my truck, is a Biggie cuz it sittin on fifty's And my celli keeps ringin cuz the girls think Im pretty Its nothin to get pretty u want me than come and get me Im ridin like I was gipsy and dem boyz, Pretty Ricky Lil' Uhh, yea I got da party jumpin And I keep game wit me like that boy from Compton [Verse: (?)] I roll big dog similar to Fatman Scoop And da inside of my whip look like da bad man coop I ride bigger than the Shaq attack my arms sittin black on black A fever on the back of that 24 inches (?) for that P dawg P. Miller the signature (?) boyz we on the cellar bra Im ready for a devil just come get me if you feelin rush Guerrillas sittin on date girls see us they be chasin No Limit thats back up in this so the haters just be hatin Letras de canciones[Hook: Romeo (?)] [Verse: (?)] Call my rims notorious cuz they B.I.G. A towns three, I been a mouth like T.I.P. Roll wit low not tryin the mingle Rich on my bank account dog on hoes see every third single Tryin the blacks the (?) and get ya blink fo' Im from the South but my chain to the North hoes (bling) Blingin one platinum and the others rolls gold And my cars keep rims like basketball grows Oh boy run up I take shots like polo Royce Pac and swoll, like I feed my money Im still voice Im fly, so Im still fresh like ail toys Rich Boyz the best boyz, yon't wanna test boy Red Escalade TVs red blue Blue ice up in my piece like my chain feel wit many snoops Rep the booth, hood up about the roof Pee and lace my dogs wit diamonds now they shinnin on the coop [Hook: Romeo (?)] [Verse: (?)] Im in that O.5 Porsche cops want to follow me They even think Im sellin dope, or I hit the lottery P. Miller rimsss is blazin, hit on black Tim How my face good like the master's chasin So I floss, pushin the clutch I got woman wit dem hands in the car, sayin wassup Thugs posted up on the block ready to get buck Rich Boyz in the building so yall know wassup [Verse: Young V] Look I might be the youngest but I ride like a grown man 26 inches real spinnin like a home fan Candy paint whippin hit the gas than Im gone man Check ya out fifth from the rims from all the chrome and Young V patrol the streets all week Wit my Rich Boyz click u know we brigin da heats ya dig But at my age a only way Im a kid Man I might pull ya chick cuz we all ride big [Hook: Romeo (?)] From Letras Mania