Who ’U Rollin’ With? - Pitbull ft. Piccallo, Cubo

Who you rolling with? (Who you rolling with?)

What you represent? (What you represent?)

Who you rolling with? (Who you rolling with?)

What click you represent? (What click you represent?)

Who you rolling with? (Who you rolling with?)

What you represent? (What you represent?)

What click you rolling with? (What click you rolling with?)

Tell em who you rolling with, gangsters represent your clique

They don't want no part us, headbussas throw it up

Tell em who you rolling with, gangsters represent your clique

They don't want no part us, headbussas throw it up

Yeah, uh

Hol' up, hol' up, lemme jump on the track and spit something that go like that

Cubo, that nigga in the back that's been calling plays like a quarterback

One time for the hustlers, hustlers making bread on the block hustling, hustling

They don't want no problems with a nigga like me cause I've been in the game and I don't know what I'm gon' eat

Ya'll don't want no beef with me, ya'll don't wanna take it to the streets with me

Leave peacefully cause I believe that you will see me with P.I.C and O.B.T

We up in it, Chevy through Chevy with the windows tinted

Ride around [?], put em up, put em up, representin'

I'm Dade-County, 305, M.I.A., when I ride

Hold that fire, on my side, I'ma rep my shit till I die

I don't play no games or see no gaze, you know my name

I'm off the chain, I'll shoot them thangs that hit your brain

Hit your chest, rearrange the frame, I'm all that

Make sure you get your soldiers to fall back

Run up if you want to the chopper chop you on contact

It's Cubo, lettin' you know, I'm ready to go, ready to blow

When it come down to the comedown, I'm not gonna hold shit dawg, I'm lettin' them go

Tell em' who you rolling with, gangsters represent your clique

They don't want no part us, headbussas throw it up

Tell em' who you rolling with, gangsters represent your clique

They don't want no part us, headbussas throw it up

We see the East side, throw it up, West side, throw it up

North side, throw it up, South side, put em' up (Ayy)

I'm from the Dade-County, I know you hearda, hearda

We bout that murda, murda, we take it all when we serve ya

You haters gon' hate me (Hate me), my money piling up (Piling up)

Them [?] wild as fuck, you [?] trippin', throw it up (Hey)

My goon don't fuck' round, we bout to lay it down (Lay it down)

I'm tired of serving white at the table bagging brown

My clique be headbussa, we [?] strapped with no ride

We handle business, you got a problem? We gon' handle that

Peepin' like you coked up, body parts floatin' up

We turn everything dark, I'll hit em' up they ain't see it coming

I keep the cutta on me, acting like I owe you something

[?] by this hoe I'm fucking

[?] stupid ass nigga [?] about nothing

Tell em' who you rolling with, gangsters represent your clique

They don't want no part us, headbussas throw it up

Tell em' who you rolling with, gangsters represent your clique

They don't want no part us, headbussas throw it up

When it comes to my conscious, it's like fuck a nigga

Pull the trigger, watch him fall

My clique, we don't see nothin', don't start it, it won't be nothing

My pistol, I keep that, hit at me, I'ma hit back, nigga get back

Let em' know the pick back, matter fact, lemme get at that

This yo bitch, respect me like the pope bitch

Plenty weed and coke bitch, got pulled like a [?], tell em' Chris

A real nigga never snitch, indictment shit they tried that

Take the house, I'll buy it back, won't take me more than five track

That's all me, same as in the field, yo

Suck dick up in this game when I came like a dildo

Fuck it, they ain't feeling, yo, I'm eating like a billy goat

Representin' my town, clique, I'm good, they ain't find shit

Still got them fire sticks, sittin' by them nine bricks

They don't know what they fuckin' wit, half of em' just talkin' shit

Coked up and drankin' liq, boutta go ahead and just [?] spit, fuck em'

Tell em' who you rolling with, gangsters represent your clique

They don't want no part us, headbussas throw it up

Tell em' who you rolling with, gangsters represent your clique

They don't want no part us, headbussas throw it up

Put your clique up in air one time, mane

All them real G's all over the world, huh

IRS is the clique, mane

From my town to your town, this how it go down

Big Texas style, OG Ron C wrecking ya'll, huh? What?

So pour up somethin', roll up somethin', we do it like this here

Represent your clique