Lyrics:
Roc?
Des jeunes arrivent par centaines
Sans soutien sans aide
Arrivent ? faire des choses saines
Sans racines, sans bled
Sortent du ghetto sans
I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me
You can love me or hate me, Jay-Z
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me
Roc
Roc-A-Fella, Ruff Ryders, Swizz Beatz
It's almost over y'all
Jigga, how real is that?
Uh, uh, uh, lights out niggas!
(Jigga)
What's my
get off my dick
I'll let you eat after I get off my bricks
The world's most dangerous clique R-O-C mind right, bitch
I got my mind right, money
to see me fall
Bitches want to see me ball
Killers they don't want to see me at all
If I wasn't rolling with the roc
Would you nigga's pass
or hate me" "Jay-Z"
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me
"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down"
Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday
so
Mr. Got both - if you hate me stop, if you jealous
Silkk the Shock, Jigga, No Limit, Master P, Roc-A-Fella
Used to cop bricks for 30
Now I do
get off my dick
I'll let you eat after I get off my bricks
The world's most dangerous clique R-O-C mind right, bitch
I got my mind right, money
Yeah
Stunna
Uptown shit
Yeah
(D-Roc, D-Roc, D-Roc, D-Roc)
Forty with the range (the range)
Sniper with the aim (the aim)
Playin' fuckin'
Yeah, this how we fucking with it, D-Roc
Juvey, Stunna
Uptown, real nigga, rich nigga shit
(D-Roc)
Let's get it (Rich Gang)
I'm Uptown
amis sont partis
Ils ont quitté ma vie
Bien sûr j'les ai pleurés
Mais j'devais me cacher
J'ai l'air d'un roc quand ça m'arrange
Le rock'n'roll ça donne
(Whoop Whoop)
I'm still standing in designer forever
1500 on some Maison Margielas
Freeband Gang, we the new Roc-A-Fellas
You started making million now
a triple platinum artist buck by buck by only a single goin gold?
Roc-A-Fella ship fold, and you're left out in the cold
Is it back to charging motherfuckers
Roc-A-Fella, Ruff Ryders, Swizz Beatz
It's almost over y'all
Jigga, how real is that?
Uh, uh, uh, lights out niggas!
(Jigga)
What's my
on!
The song changes to: Jay-Z - Takeover
ROC, we runnin' this rap shit
Memphis Bleek, we runnin' this rap shit
B mac, we runnin' this rap shit
decide, between
what's good, for you, and what's good, for the struggle
Well before you sellout, The Coup wants to tell you a lil' story
E-Roc, kick it
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
give a fuck, nigga!)
(Give me some of that shit straight out of The BRICK CITY!)
THE BRICK CITY!
[Ready Roc (Redman)]
For my nigga Guts
We was thinkin'
Roc-a-fella millionaires bitch, early, that's right, haha
(Hey Big Sp-, Hey Big, Hey, Hey Big Spender)
30 mill in the bank, 30 grand
backyards to owing Lexus cars
So flex that shit cause down in Texas, everybody talks
Cause ain't gonna fall, overnight
[Rock Roc]
I got an american
but your body is a killer mama
I'm tryna rock that ass to sleep like pyjamas
I'ma ball hard with the Roc, crossover hit the shot
My palms itching
to get this dough in
Large amounts 'til it's hard to count
Point out the bounce, I turn a 8 to an ounce
To a whole ki to the R.O.C
Point out
Wrist watch
Nonstop
Big rocs
Jaw drop
Wrist watch
Non stop
Gotta New whip and got some new wap
New whip leaning left
I can't hear the haters bitch
Yo Bent, let's get to the club man
[Chorus]
R-O-C, if this is what ya want
Then put your hands up high and keep em' up
My dudes, my dimes then
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