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

it
I I got my swagger back
Mama, they I killed a man
Well I guess I got the dagger
the Roc bastards we are BACK!
In the
Jiggaman, B. to M-Easy (what up fam?)
and Sparks and Freeweezy (holla!)
Mickey, Melanie, and Neef, hey!
All I is the love of my crew
The whole industry can me I thugged my way through
And all..I..need is a that hold a jammy
Like Meth and Mary, Marvin and Tammi
Now understands we can't be
blowin' Swisher Sweets outta candy drops
Like we underground kings, ridin'
A nigga been focused I said hi to 30 (what up?)
Young niggas ya'll can't me
watch and observe me
And learn how to better, I burn cheddar
I set fire to empire
I blow smoke in your face, burn rubber off the rim
Yes I-ah...Jay
Double G-A livewire nigga holla

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

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

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

The cream too long, my team too
Bleek is too hot, is gone
niggas in the crosshair, the beams is on (see ya'll)
Ya'll whole block deserted, fiends are gone (bye bye!)
The Roc is jumpin', we reached our zenith
Got fiends up on themself like Willy Beamen [giggle]
Any Sunday gunplay's optional
However niggas it like Soul II Soul (however do you waaaaant it)
Whoever got hops get go to the hole
Dikembe Mutumbo of this rap
the jab is sick, and it's Zab quick
Left lean 'em like a little past six
Now run along wit'cha ass hits
Read my rap nigga, THREE CLASSICS
Shut ya bumba' got numbers
All you get buried in the trunk
I blast the pump, I leave you relaxed
In the hospital at MASH for months
I dumps dough on the D.A. desk
And scot free and pee-pee on the steps
got no respect
No law or why you fuckin' wit' him?
Matta'fact, why you wit' them?
All ya'll need is the R-O-C

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