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the Roc! Wooo!
My is right (check)
My is low (check)
My Rocawear is incredible

it
I guess I got my swagger
Mama, said I killed a man
Well I I got the dagger back
the Roc bastards we are BACK!
In the
Jiggaman, B. to M-Easy (what up fam?)
Oschino and and Freeweezy (holla!)
Mickey, Melanie, and Neef, hey!
All I need is the of my crew
The industry can hate me I thugged my way through
And all..I..need is a chick that a jammy
Like and Mary, like Marvin and Tammi
Now understands we be stopped
From blowin' Swisher Sweets outta drops
we underground kings, ridin' dirty
A been focused since I said hi to 30 (what up?)
Young niggas ya'll hurt me
Better and observe me
And learn how to earn better, I burn
I set to your empire
I blow in your face, burn rubber off the rim tires
Yes I-ah...Jay
Double G-A livewire holla back

All I
(check)
Nike (check)
bucket (uh huh)
Armadale in the couple o' duckets (yeah)
Couple by my side, let's ride
All I
That new (got that)
A doo-rag and a pocket full o' (got those)
A sunny day some chicks that wanna
And be on my way

now
All I in this world o' sin
Is me and my girlfriend! (ha ha)
I got a little two-two I call 'er Sue
When I'm off in the she fit right in my shoe (wooo!)
Gotta switch her to my waist, in case (uh huh)
A wan' flip gotta reach for my bitch
Wanna act out a movie I could give you a (buk!)
But no adlibbin' nigga to the script
Now all I need is a lawyer
Cuz it's ways nowadays everybody saw you
And they to court too, I thought you knew
Can't even steal on a nigga sue
In time and age, what's a real muhfucka to do
When I'm surrounded by muhfuckas like you
But real niggas don't cause the number one crew?
R to the O to the C true

All I
(check)
Nike (check)
Mean (uh huh)
Armadale in the club couple o' (yeah)
Couple by my side, let's ride
All I
new coupe (got that)
A doo-rag and a full o' loot (got those)
A sunny day chicks that wanna play
And be on my way

The cream too long, my too strong
is too hot, Beans is gone
Ya'll in the crosshair, the beams is on (see ya'll)
Ya'll whole deserted, ya'll fiends are gone (bye bye!)
The whole Roc is jumpin', we our zenith
Got fiends throwin' up on themself Willy Beamen [giggle]
Any given Sunday optional
However niggas want it Soul II Soul (however do you waaaaant it)
Whoever got get blocked go to the hole
Dikembe Mutumbo of rap shit
the jab is sick, and it's Zab quick
Left hand'll 'em like a little past six
Now run along wit'cha little ass
Read my rap sheet nigga, THREE
Shut ya got A-Rod numbers
All you muddaskunks get in the trunk
When I blast the pump, I leave you
In the hospital lookin' at for months
Then I dough on the D.A. desk
And flee scot and pee-pee on the steps
We've got no
No law or why you fuckin' wit' him?
Matta'fact, why you wit' them?
All need is the R-O-C baby

All I
(check)
Nike (check)
bucket (uh huh)
Armadale in the couple o' duckets (yeah)
Couple chicks by my side, let's
All I
new coupe (got that)
A doo-rag and a pocket o' loot (got those)
A sunny day some that wanna play
And be on my way, listen