Rollin Urban Asault Vehicle Lyrics

Rollin Urban Asault Vehicle lyrics

Play the fucking track! 

 Play that fucking track!! 

 Oh there it is 

 Limp Bizkit  DMX  Redman  Method Man 

 That's right y'all 

 We just keep on rollin baby 

 Are you ready... 

 Are you ready... 

 Are you ready!!! 

  

  

 HOOK: 

 Move in now move out! 

 Hands up  now hands down! 

 Back up! Back up! 

 Tell me what you gonna do now! 

 Breathe in  now breathe out! 

 Hands up, now hands down! 

 Back up! Back up! 

 Tell me what you gonna do now! [C'mon!] 

 Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin [Uh!] 

 Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin [What!] 

 Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin [Uh!] 

 Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin 

  

  

 [Fred Durst] 

 Now I know y'all be lovin this shit right here 

 L I M P Bizkit is right here 

 People in the house put them hands in the air 

 Cuz if you don't care, than we don't care 

 See I, aint givin a fuck, quit pressin your luck 

 Untouchable, branded unfuckable 

 So keep me in this tape, until you run that mouth 

 Then I'ma hafta play, and break the fuck out 

 And then we'll see you slept after one round wit X 

 And what am I bringin next, just know it's Red and Meth 

 So where the fuck you at punk, shut the fuck up 

 And back the fuck up, while we fuck this track up 

  

  

 Are you ready... 

 Are you ready... 

 Are you ready!!! 

  

  

 HOOK 

  

  

 [Method Man] 

 Oh what, y'all thought y'all wasn't gon' see me? 

 Check my, dangerous slang atrocious 

 When I let these nuts hang, focus, it's Wu Tang 

 What the fuck's a Hootie and the Blowfish 

 I wave my black flag at the roaches 

 Who approaches, these twin, supersoakers 

 Who have poisonous darts for culprits 

 Too late to get your blow gun un-holstered 

 You're left buttered up and lightly toasted 

 So what, I drink and smoke too much 

 So what I cuss too much, *shut the fuck up!* 

  

  

 [Redman] 

 Yo, yo, now when we roll 

 You motherfuckers tuck in your gold 

 Cuz for the platinum, I'm jackin niggas up in limos 

 It aint nothin, for bullets to unbutton your clothes 

 Description, yellow male, tissue up in his nose 

 You bitches, swing the vine on the bathroom nuts 

 I'm hairy as hell, outta hell and tattoed up 

 I'm a dog only fuck in the bathroom, what 

 In high school, I dealt only with the classroom sluts 

  

  

 [Method Man] 

 My name is, Johnny, Donnie, Brasco 

 Tuck the gat low, cut your cash flow 

 Yell if you want money, funny 

 A hungry dummy snatch crumbs from me 

 Doc and Hot Niks, bodies in the mosh pit 

  

  

 [Redman] 

 Yo, and I'm the D.O., you lookin at the raw invented 

 On Friday, I spit 35 to 40 minutes 

 Smell up, the bathroom like Craig Paul was in it 

 Endin up, on your back, Wu swords up in it 

 Anyone can match me I crack 'em all to Guinness 

 Fuck how many thugs, players, and ballers in it 

 Brick City, Shaolin, better call us sinners 

 Boys that'll run up in your wife, maul and spill it 

 PPPPPPP P- P- POW! 

 [AAAAAAAAAHH!] 

 Yo we said c'mon!! 

  

  

 HOOK 

  

  

 [DMX] 

 It just don't get no darker than that kid with the barker 

 Bald head with the boots who shoots to make it spark 

 I'm a fair nigga, but aint nann nigga 

 Quicker than the hand trigga, so if you dare nigga 

 It'll be like your man tryin to hold your brain to your head 

 But you'll be shittin on yourslef cuz you already dead 

 And at the funeral you won't need a casket 

 Leavin just enough of him to stuff in a basket 

 Just get the casket, I really need my ass kicked 

 My mom never let me forget, that I'm a bastard 

 I aint never been shit, and aint gon' be shit 

 That's why I taste shit, whenever I see shit 

 It's just that D shit, D's short for do what I wanna do 

 And that's what I'm gonna do, right here in front of you 

 And I'll be runnin you and your man straight up out 

 And y'all niggas aint runnin a fuckin thing but your mouth 

  

  

 [DMX bark] 

 AAAAAAAAHHH!!! 

  

  

 HOOK 

  

  

 [Durst] 

 You, wanna mess with Limp Bizkit [yeah] 

 You can't mess with Limp Bizkit [why?] 

 Because we get it on, [when?] every day and every night [oh] 

 See this platinum thing right here? [uh huh] 

 Well we doin it all the time [what?] 

 So you better get some better beats 

 And uh, get some better rhymes [oooh!] 

 You really, really, really wanna get shit started 

 Well people everywhere just get retarded 

 Get retarded, get retarded, people everywhere just get retarded! 

  

  

 HOOK 

  

  

 That's right baby! 

 Watch out punk! 

 Limp Bizkit! DMX! Method Man! Redman! 

 And Swizz Beatz! 

 Where the fuck you at?! [DMX bark] 

 Bump that shit! Bump that shit! Bump that shit! Bump that shit! 

 Ruff Ryders! Punk