Lyrics:
Intro: "A mans gotta do, what a mans gotta do" at various speeds.
Chorus-Gritty R.O.C.: No time to play those games (4 really) It's dumb if its not
Dang man, So many shorties out here. They all look type good man. Look at that one right there.
I need a shortie with an ass so mean. Roc type
I roll my shit, I light my shit
Only roc with few, no snitch with me
I roll my shit, I light my shit
Only roc with few, no snitch with me
Jaja Mill
Rundown, tryna put him to sleep
Why they dissing, but your pops got took off the Roc, everything dead, I'm tryna let it flock
And my 8zz really be on your
Забиваю гол этой суке в кровати
Вы будто в церкви-вам базарит батя
И базарит true, я не могу врать им
А,А,А,А
и я хитрый как fox
(Раз)Все блестяще как rocs
I am not the Nigga middle man a brick
Don't make nothing
Wake up in the morning hit the stu
And than I shake something
CBE Serve the whole Roc
Bitch
Lil' bitch, I'm in it
Roc been on top of the totem, like, who is you kiddin'
Slide in that bitch when I get it, I'm gone in a minute
Stack up my
jamais revenir, faire comme Halley
Le cœur est un roc et le corps est glacé
Si tu m'vois ici tu m'verras plus jamais
J'visite tout l'univers juste pour pas
It's a six hour drive from Brooklyn to the ROC
Here we go again
I'm falling down the other end
Motorized moron sitting in the shop
It's a six hour drive
clock stop
Now something going on with the Roc
I'm hearing shit about a breakup
The shit people make up
I'm like damn, when will it stop
Jay and Dame
I gotta pour me some more muhfuckin' mud (she likes)
You know that the double R black (D-Roc, D-Roc, D-Roc) (yeah, ride)
Shawty hold it down for
time the wind blow,
When I ain't putting it down, playing around, you can
Catch me in that techno,
Its mandatory that I roc to chains, big, only way
you bout, I'm bout that
Whatever you on, I'm on that
Whatever you want to do, I just want to be right where you at
(R.O.C. talking w/ last 2 lines
He's movin', movin', movin'
We movin', movin', movin'
Stop movin', shot bruise 'em
Two more for Cam for takin' over the Roc
It's my year so
It's like
chumps, leave 'em numbered in the junkee
Chain so chunkie, I'm funkee
I don't know about y'all ova there
But ova here we crunk and we ready
And I'm the ROC
the Roc, holler
Shoot you from toe to collar, watch you holler, pop my collar
Holler! Bink controllin' the track
Free and Nate controllin' the flow,
Mafia niggaz
Yeah yeah
Oh ohh oh ohhhh ohhhh (It's ya boy Kanye)
Let me call some call some girls
That I know know (The Roc is in the building right
the ROC
Glad to meet you
I wanna treat you like my personal slut
Can't wait to freak you come on
I know some hotels where we can chill
Lay back relax
Yeah, I'm the one they need, nigga
Roc Boy in the flesh, runnin' four side, Derek Jeter, nigga
I'm the one goin' up, up, up, up every time they see
The Roc Boys in the building tonight
Oh what a feeling I'm feeling life
Thanks to the lames, niggas bad aim
Thanks to a little change I tore you out
Got this whole shit popping, then I was damn near forgotten
Left the Roc, but miraculously managed to blossom
They thought that I would lose my
(Didn't I)
Didn't I tell you we was gone make it to the top nigga?
Didn't I, didn't I, didn't I
Didn't I tell you this was the new birth of the Roc
killed the parking lot (Killed it)
Outlaw (Thug life) , Pac (2Pac)
Blueprint, no Roc (It's Dolph)
Big boy (Diamonds) , rocks
At the mansion drinkin' scotch
stick it, pick it up a little bit
I have some dope on my mind and I got rid of it
Bo Roc-
Watch out now
here I come, here I come as I step up
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