Dj Clue: Whaaaaaaaaaaaat!!!
Chorus 2X
R.O.C. (J.D.):
Now all my n***as say what(what)
We dont give a f**k(uh-huh), gotta let a b**h be a ho(hoooo)
Now all my n***as say what
We dont give a f**k
Gotta let a n***a stack dough(money, money)
[J.D.]
All the n***as f**kin in between, be the the main man
Never get stuck on the scene without a game plan, understand
I went from pop lock into tops droppin
To one of the reasons why the day parties keep rockin
No stoppin n***as is like (wa-what?)
And shorty from the south keep f**kin it up
I'm the glitter and the gliss of this industry
Makin hits, is how ya'll remember me
n***as dream to be like this one here
JD type cat dont dissapear
I'm the J to the E, R to the M
A-I-N-E, got so many
b**hes I should set up shop
Bettin against me
Please! my bank dont stop
I come through, bumpin Clue, with a 7-5-0
Screamin, I gots to have it, I love the dough
Chorus 2X
[R.O.C.]
Nobody wanna f**k with the R.O.C
Young G from the streets
And he's banned from t.v
Nobody said life was easy
Out on the block
I got shot
And nobody came to see me
Back on my feet
Packed my heat
Got back in the beef
Blazed it up
Are ya muthaf**kas lookin for me
Raized it up
And now they see I'm makin rap songs
All I ask is my real doggs smash on...
I said yea and ya dont stop
'cause its a 1-8-7 when ya f**k wit R.O.C.!!
I said yea and ya dont quit
I'm comin live from the Bricks wit the gangsta sh**
All my n***as on the corner at the end of the block
Infront of the stores, shakin my dick at the lady cop
Shakin my clip
Til the hatas drop
And I'm in a drop-top, bumpin down ya block
And I'm dumpin
Chorus 2X
[J.D.]
I seen a lot of n***as go down the wrong path
And I learned from they mistakes, how to keep cash
In this world it's snakes
I dont care
I dont break
Pushin Benz, 'cause a n***a know how to create
On and on like a jeep go
Any n***a standin in my way of my papers, automatically fonito
s**in on the end of Rosco pico's
Trained to name
Deleted from the muthaf**kin game
Ain't no mo shoppin throught the gla**
Beggin for a**
If it ain't 1st cla**
I let it pa**
Ya'll that dont got it talkin all that trash
Tryin to play tough ya'll when ya really b**h-a**
I'm the cream of the crop
The dream of the top
I'm the one they come and see when they dont want it to stop
I'm the ba**
The snare
The one that dont care
Rip sh** the f**k up then I'm outta here
Chorus 2X