SuavCity by Rossi Rock Lyrics
[Hook: Bodega Bamz]
Don't get on that corner
Them bricks by that border
Te quiero, te quiero
Mi dinero, dinero
Don't get on that corner
Them bricks by that border
[Verse 1: Rossi Rock]
Making long moves, don't throw me off my groove
My mom pushed the hoopty back in 2002
Move into a different city, all this time I never knew
Pops had the cabbage in the cabinet, who got the loot?
A couple homies switched up, pulled the gun but didn't shoot
I was throwing Zs, only 'bout eleven in my room
Not knowin', wake up to police like glowin'
Hold up, what you mean? Somebody came through loaded
That's close as friends came, turn they backs
Tanboy and SuavCity, know you heard of that
Look at who knew it, life like a movie in the music
Nobody gon' believe you till you get up out and do it
And who said younger ones in my city won't blow?
Never had a blueprint, show me what I don't know
God said take the globe, pack the bag and hit the road
It ain't really popping less you got some Rossi on your soul
Who that? Bigger than the new wave
Breaking through the bitch like we got a fucking due date
And who knew? High school licked the whole crew
If I die soon, let the hoes kiss the whole suit
World got it stuck man, don't ever let 'em mold you
Learn from what you see and not what everybody told you
[Hook: Bodega Bamz]
Don't get on that corner
Them bricks by that border
Te quiero, te quiero
Mi dinero, dinero
[Verse 2: Rossi Rock]
Making long moves, don't throw me off my groove
I've been plotting, getting ready since 50 was killing Rule
In my skating days, we all had 'em like baby J's
You need to stop talking down like that hatin' page
You and you, put together you and you
Make a W for work, don't you got something to do?
God gave me style, it's not luck
God gave me graces in the city I gon' run
Dicky socks, riding, getting rich in my planner
Looking good while I do it, had to stop at Gym Standard
Bucket Patagonia, eating ravioli bruh
Girl you could be in somebody, you better turn it up, South Bay
Border line, South side
She could have had me back then but she downsized
And now she running 'round the town with her mouth wide
Two things I hate: having regret and downtime
I got a great one now, so shit is old news
Rappers gassed up till I run 'em into low fuel
World got it stuck man, don't ever let 'em mold you
Learn from what you see and not what everybody told you
Don't get on that corner
Them bricks by that border
Te quiero, te quiero
Mi dinero, dinero
Don't get on that corner
Them bricks by that border
[Verse 1: Rossi Rock]
Making long moves, don't throw me off my groove
My mom pushed the hoopty back in 2002
Move into a different city, all this time I never knew
Pops had the cabbage in the cabinet, who got the loot?
A couple homies switched up, pulled the gun but didn't shoot
I was throwing Zs, only 'bout eleven in my room
Not knowin', wake up to police like glowin'
Hold up, what you mean? Somebody came through loaded
That's close as friends came, turn they backs
Tanboy and SuavCity, know you heard of that
Look at who knew it, life like a movie in the music
Nobody gon' believe you till you get up out and do it
And who said younger ones in my city won't blow?
Never had a blueprint, show me what I don't know
God said take the globe, pack the bag and hit the road
It ain't really popping less you got some Rossi on your soul
Who that? Bigger than the new wave
Breaking through the bitch like we got a fucking due date
And who knew? High school licked the whole crew
If I die soon, let the hoes kiss the whole suit
World got it stuck man, don't ever let 'em mold you
Learn from what you see and not what everybody told you
[Hook: Bodega Bamz]
Don't get on that corner
Them bricks by that border
Te quiero, te quiero
Mi dinero, dinero
[Verse 2: Rossi Rock]
Making long moves, don't throw me off my groove
I've been plotting, getting ready since 50 was killing Rule
In my skating days, we all had 'em like baby J's
You need to stop talking down like that hatin' page
You and you, put together you and you
Make a W for work, don't you got something to do?
God gave me style, it's not luck
God gave me graces in the city I gon' run
Dicky socks, riding, getting rich in my planner
Looking good while I do it, had to stop at Gym Standard
Bucket Patagonia, eating ravioli bruh
Girl you could be in somebody, you better turn it up, South Bay
Border line, South side
She could have had me back then but she downsized
And now she running 'round the town with her mouth wide
Two things I hate: having regret and downtime
I got a great one now, so shit is old news
Rappers gassed up till I run 'em into low fuel
World got it stuck man, don't ever let 'em mold you
Learn from what you see and not what everybody told you