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

it
I I got my swagger back
Mama, said I killed a man
Well I guess I got the dagger
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 need is the of my crew
The whole can hate me I thugged my way through
And all..I..need is a that hold a jammy
Like and Mary, like Marvin and Tammi
Now understands we be stopped
blowin' Swisher Sweets outta candy drops
Like we underground kings, ridin'
A nigga been focused I said hi to 30 (what up?)
niggas ya'll can't hurt me
Better watch and me
And how to earn better, I burn cheddar
I set to your empire
I blow in your face, burn rubber off the rim tires
Yes I-ah...Jay
Double G-A livewire nigga back

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

now
All I need in world o' sin
Is me and my girlfriend! (ha ha)
I got a little two-two I 'er Peggy Sue
When I'm off in the she fit right 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 adlibbin' nigga stick to the
Now all I need is a high-priced
Cuz it's foul ways everybody saw you
And they to court too, I thought you knew
even steal on a nigga muhfuckas'll sue
In time and age, what's a real muhfucka to do
I'm surrounded 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)
Mean (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 full o' loot (got those)
A sunny day some chicks that play
And be on my way

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

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 some chicks wanna play
And be on my way, listen