Rock 4 Rock
Pimp C, Scarface, Willie D, Bun B
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Uh! Uh! Check one two, one two One two bitch! (bitch) It's goin down (goin down) know what I'm Talkin 'bout!? (talkin' bout!?) Sweet Jones! (Jones) It's goin down! Hold up They wanna talk like us, wanna walk like us (us) Pussy ass niggas wanna bark like us (us) Suckin hoes' pussy that I used to f*ck with In ya mind, you a bitch You really wanna suck my dick (you a bitch) I'm puttin fresh coke on the corner (uh) Got the ghetto set hot as a sauna (uh) I10, I'mma win if I make it back (uh) Gotta take shit slow, through that Anahuac (Anahuac) The laws colder than an icicle (icicle) Uh! And mine sour as a diced pickle Uh! My Pyrex game is legit Microwave, I'm the shit Rippin business from 36 (36) You wanna know how I did that? Get my blow from Mexico That's where the scammer at (scammer at) I'm talkin 'bout that flaky, flaky Cause you ain't gon' win the life Hittin strippers like the dykes get More bounce to the ounce Cause the porm is shit I done got me 50 ounces I done permed this bitch Tightened up, no slack Bitches checkin my stock Got some birds that set a nigga Some I go rock for rock More bounce to the ounce Cause the porm is shit I done got me 50 ounces I done permed this bitch Tightened up, no slack Bitches checkin my stock Got some birds that set a nigga Some I go rock for rock (rock for rock) I started small time dope game You know the tale tennis balls Flipped to 7 ounces on the steel Open pot full of yellow bag Of razors and resumes Nigga standing at the door With AK's and Desert's Stash spot for the glass I was pushin the tinted Low hats, college shirts on, lookin to get it Hit a small town Get a room close to the block Hit the scene and shoot that bitch Up and wait for the cops When it cool, put my work out Issue the passion Shoot that motherfucker up again When niggas get back These motherfuckers got a death wish Fuckin' with 'Ak playin' games like it ain't No consequences of that Yeah I said it and I meant it I got brave for a rep playin' cool Put my bait out and just wait for the cat Bloodline, purified I'm so gangsterous with it Can't a motherfucker out here breathe And tell you no different, bitches More bounce to the ounce Cause the porm is shit I done got me 50 ounces I done permed this bitch Tightened up, no slack Bitches checkin my stock Got some birds that set a nigga Some I go rock for rock More bounce to the ounce Cause the porm is shit I done got me 50 ounces I done permed this bitch Tightened up, no slack Bitches checkin my stock Got some birds that set a nigga Some I go rock for rock (rock for rock) Here it is, motherfucker Let the champagne hold K-si-si pimpin, Willie D in the do' It's a free world, gon' hustle Get yo' scrill you can do what you wanna do Just not 'round here Cause this is, my hood, my block, my street You wanna sell a cool cup? You gotta go through me If the po' po's jam you up, I ain'st to talk I'm the cat with the H Town, gangster walk Baby want me cause she saw Me in that Chinchilla coat I'mma f*ck her in the mouth Let the nut in her throat Before buddy get out of line I'mma get him fo' sho' But it's gon' be about my respect Not over no ho let my work come up missin You gon' kick it with dead men Cause bitch I'mma beat yo' head in I been paid, been makin fast bucks Nigga you work with Whitney Shut yo' broke ass up! More bounce to the ounce Cause the porm is shit I done got me 50 ounces I done permed this bitch Tightened up, no slack Bitches checkin my stock Got some birds that set a nigga Some I go rock for rock More bounce to the ounce Cause the porm is shit I done got me 50 ounces I done permed this bitch Tightened up, no slack Bitches checkin my stock Got some birds that set a nigga Some I go rock for rock (rock for rock) I'm in the project Parkin on the Westside of town (town) In the kitchen tryna cook myself Up a couple of pounds (pounds) With a 4 gallon pot, a beaker kit and B-12 (twelve) try to whip me up a 5 piece my muthafuckin self! (self) The focus's on how to win, doors cracked open Niggas peekin through the blinds (for what?) incase somebody scoping Rag tied around my face (why?) the fumes real strong And I'mma be over the stove Cause it's all night long OG rock bone done been out on the scene (scene) a cocaine cowboy just like Will-Lean (Will-Lean) My reputation is stronger than rat piss Legendary for the lyrics and My muthafuckin wrist (huh) The brokedown seven, brought back fifteen That was still so strong (and what?) it killed ten fiends That's a mean whip game (game) , if ever there was But it ain't nothin cause a trill nigga Do what it does with more bounce More bounce to the ounce Cause the porm is shit I done got me 50 ounces I done permed this bitch Tightened up, no slack Bitches checkin my stock Got some birds that set a nigga Some I go rock for rock More bounce to the ounce Cause the porm is shit I done got me 50 ounces I done permed this bitch Tightened up, no slack Bitches checkin my stock Got some birds that set a nigga Some I go rock for rock (rock for rock)
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Written by: Chad L. Butler, Bernard James Freeman, Willie M. Hutch, Andre Benjamin, Antwan Patton
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