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

it
I I got my swagger back
Mama, they I killed a man
Well I guess I got the 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 that hold a jammy
Like Meth and Mary, like and Tammi
Now understands we can't be
From blowin' Swisher Sweets outta candy
Like we underground kings, ridin'
A nigga been focused I said hi to 30 (what up?)
Young niggas ya'll can't me
Better and observe me
And learn how to earn better, I cheddar
I set to your empire
I blow smoke in your face, 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 club 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 some chicks wanna play
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 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 give you a clip (buk!)
But no nigga stick to the script
Now all I is a high-priced lawyer
Cuz it's ways nowadays everybody saw you
And they to court too, I thought you knew
even steal on a nigga muhfuckas'll sue
In this and age, what's a real muhfucka to do
I'm surrounded by squeal muhfuckas like you
But real niggas don't fret cause the number one
R to the O to the C comin'

All I
(check)
Nike (check)
Mean (uh huh)
in the club couple o' duckets (yeah)
Couple 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

The cream too long, my team too
is too hot, Beans is gone
Ya'll in the crosshair, the beams is on (see ya'll)
Ya'll block deserted, ya'll fiends are gone (bye bye!)
The whole Roc is jumpin', we our zenith
Got throwin' up on themself like Willy Beamen [giggle]
Any given gunplay's optional
However want it like Soul II Soul (however do you waaaaant it)
Whoever got hops get blocked go to the
Dikembe of this rap shit
the jab is sick, and it's Zab quick
Left hand'll lean 'em like a past six
Now run along wit'cha little ass
my rap sheet nigga, THREE CLASSICS
Shut ya bumba' got A-Rod
All you muddaskunks get buried in the
When I blast the pump, I you relaxed
In the hospital lookin' at MASH for
I dumps dough on the D.A. desk
And flee free and pee-pee on the steps
got no respect
No law or governin' why you fuckin' wit'
Matta'fact, why you wit' them?
All ya'll need is the baby

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