They don't know who we be Another one of those (This is for my nigga Q) Down to earth joints (Rest in peace, baby You know how we roll) What they don't know is The bullshit, the drama (uh), the guns, the armor (what!)

This is how we roll We stay in the street And get it all wee 'cause We gotta get out The party don't end Every weekend Turn up, baby, burn up Again and again We rollin', we rollin', we rollin'

This is how we roll We hanging round singing out everything on the radio We light it up with our hands up This is how we do Baby, this is how we roll Yeah, this is how we roll We light it up Light it up, light it up This is how we roll baby