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

it
I guess I got my back
Mama, they I killed a man
I guess I got the dagger back
It's the Roc 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 can hate me I thugged my way through
And all..I..need is a chick that hold a
Like Meth and Mary, like and Tammi
Now understands we can't be
From blowin' Swisher Sweets outta candy
Like we kings, ridin' dirty
A nigga been focused since I hi to 30 (what up?)
Young niggas can't hurt me
Better and observe me
And learn how to earn better, I burn
I set fire to empire
I blow smoke in face, burn rubber off the rim tires
Yes I-ah...Jay
Double G-A livewire nigga holla

All I
(check)
Nike (check)
bucket (uh huh)
Armadale in the couple o' duckets (yeah)
chicks 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 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 club she fit in my shoe (wooo!)
Gotta switch her to my waist, just in (uh huh)
A clown wan' flip reach for my bitch
Wanna act out a movie I could you a clip (buk!)
But no adlibbin' stick to the script
Now all I is a high-priced lawyer
Cuz it's ways nowadays everybody saw you
And they comin' to court too, I thought you
Can't even steal on a muhfuckas'll sue
In this time and age, a real muhfucka to do
When I'm surrounded by squeal muhfuckas you
But real niggas don't fret the number one crew?
R to the O to the C comin'

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

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

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