Solo Dolo Lyrics

Slidin' in and out of traffic how I used to move it

If you got a gun don't run you better shoot it

Use that thing in your head or you gon' lose it

Facts, or you gon' lose it

Balling' on Hall of Fame how I played the game

Since I came home ain't a damn thing changed

Stayed in my lane and got a little change

In and out it for the money, fuck the lifestyle

Got enough money to move now, why stay round

So these broke ass niggas can plot, and spray rounds

I'm from the hood where niggas ain't doin' good

Niggas that you thought wouldn't, man they really would

I sit back and watch the Watchers

Sit lax and blow this ganja

High off this marijuana

the finest strand, where'd you find her

Too many questions, I decline her

I sat back on another mission

Remember days, longer nights in that dirty kitchen

All night, I sell a dud for sixteen

Just to keep the money clean, didn't have a team

Only butter in the dream, OT with it

Wrap the dope in the Vaseline

Yeah, now that's playin' in traffic

If twelve jump behind me, shit could get tragic

I'm one deep, three bricks with two ratchets

But I play it cool, you know how the players do

If you get knocked well, you know the rules

I won't say shit, and that's on my son soul

did time for case that should've went unsolved

And I will strike down upon thee

With great vengeance and furious anger

Those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers

And you will know my name is the Lord

When I lay my vengeance upon thee, God