Roastin-N-Toastin lyrics
by Tommy Wright III
[Chorus: Slang Payne]
Roastin', toastin' all these hoes, comin' up real quick
Ridin' through the hood, lookin' real good
Jealous b*tches can't stand this sh*t
Roastin', toastin' all these hoes, comin' up real quick
Ridin' through the hood, lookin' real good
Jealous b*tches can't stand this sh*t
[Verse 1: Playa Ren]
n*ggas dealin' with some sh*t from the past, ridin' through this n*gga's set
Seen insane as if I wonder, mane, I'm finna kill this b*tch
Big Man, Lil' Man, I was hot, and evil, scared sh*t grab my Glock and made it c*ck, and, buster, you finna try to make the news
Comin' back, see busters vampin', hittin' Eldridge run in the cut
Ayy, I bet' not see that ho, Playa Ren gon' f*ck him up
Spoke too soon, caught that trick, tryina hide behind a b*tch
Cryin' now, quit and ran up firin' on that b*tch again
Spanked his head with the grip, I ain't lyin' he did a flip
Didn't kill him, ain't no killer, I just love to beat 'em up
Conin', stonin', I'm a Mack, n*gga, boy, you know I'm straight
Playa Ren from Riverside, toastin' n*ggas everyday
Got my back, it's V-Dog, Payne, Ran, and Keith, Ali and Slang
Big Earl, Don, [?], H-H, Boo, Loose, Scotty, Ray and the Duddy Mane
Playa Ren, Riverside for life, and I'm gon' bring it to the door
S.P.L. and S.P.V. roastin', toastin' all these hoes
[Verse 2: Keith Wright]
Pimpin' and mackin' and roastin' and toastin' these b*tches like I knew I should
Every time I turn around, I know that I'm ain't no good
Keith Wright steppin' out the house, trick, you know I'm in my hood
Buckin', f*ckin' on this holy dope, smoke up in my nose
Crack your face, bust your head, take another chunk of dope
Dirty birds, sweat that ho, she won't let my shirt go
Mouth dry, can't spit, but I still taste that sh*t
Blowin', hoin', goin', b*tch, Lil' Payne got my back (Clique)
Late at night, swangin crack, search that trick, take off his hat
Slang, swangin', bangin,' hangin', ain't no shamin', ain't no gamein'
Keith Bo got much love for the Riverside Click
And these b*tches be talkin', these n*ggas be snitchin'
Punk-motherf*cker, hold your breath, dead in the kitchen
Listen to my lyrics, get you drained, n*gga, pay attention
V-Dog in this ho, my n*gga hit day and night for the riches
Keith Wright out the door, Southpark, roastin' and toastin' the hoes
[Chorus: Slang Payne]
Roastin', toastin' all these hoes, comin' up real quick
Ridin' through the hood, lookin' real good
Jealous b*tches can't stand this sh*t
Roastin', toastin' all these hoes, comin' up real quick
Ridin' through the hood, lookin' real good
Jealous b*tches can't stand this sh*t
[Verse 3: Lil V-Dog & ?]
Steppin' out the suburban thang, with them fresh head-cutter boots
Me and V-Dog dressed at light, finna run into a fool
Don't give a f*ck, don't give a damn, quick to bodyslam a b*tch
Lemon lame, run up and watch how quick you get your wig split
Calm, flippin' some, beamin', rims gleamin', b*tch, I'm clean
Ball up to the [?] store, hit a blunt, it's on, see
Scoop Lil' Payne up off the track, 'cause I know he got my back
Strapped with the Jason mask, finna run into that ass
I lay low, to the side door, though, drop it off your ass, ho
Hit the top before you pop because you know I'm finna get drunk
Lil' V-Dog in this ho, smokin' big buds, so f*ckin' crunk
[Verse 4: Dirty Dudd]
[Verse 5: T-Dog]
Big Will knockin' on the door
Out the door, now youu know
R.S.C. and T-Mack, roastin', toastin' all these funky hoes
[Chorus: Slang Payne]
Roastin', toastin' all these hoes, comin' up real quick
Ridin' through the hood, lookin' real good
Jealous b*tches can't stand this sh*t
Roastin', toastin' all these hoes, comin' up real quick
Ridin' through the hood, lookin' real good
Jealous b*tches can't stand this sh*t
[Verse 6 & A-J]
[Verse 7]
[Verse 8: Slang Payne]
Too raw, f*ck you, slaw, ass n*ggas talkin' sh*t
V-Dog, Slang Payne, down with this Riverside Click
You didn't know, now you know our clique too thick
Triple Six, crucifix, Gimisum layed you down
Now you know I'm on the run
Roastin' and toastin' like a pope, let you know
S, to the L, to the A, to the N, to the motherf*ckin' G
Pimpin' and mackin' and roastin' and toastin'
[Bridge: Slang Payne]
Roastin', toastin' all these hoes
Roastin', toastin' all these hoes
Roastin', toastin' all these hoes
Roastin', toastin' all these hoes
[Verse 9: Renegade Will]
Roastin', toastin' and loafin' and smokin' that dope and
Brothers can't cope when, Gade got that thang loaded
[Verse 10: Project Pimp]
R, to the I, to the V-E-R-S-I-D-E Posse
P-R-O-J-E-C-T ro the P-I-M-P, I ain't no ho
Ten Wanted Men, Southpark and Riverside n*ggas down with Percey street, b*tch
[Verse 11: Tommy Wright III]
[Chorus: Slang Payne]
Roastin', toastin' all these hoes, comin' up real quick
Ridin' through the hood, lookin' real good
Jealous b*tches can't stand this sh*t
Roastin', toastin' all these hoes, comin' up real quick
Ridin' through the hood, lookin' real good
Jealous b*tches can't stand this sh*t