Memphis Bleek - R.o.c. lyrics

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Memphis Bleek - R.o.c. lyrics

[Intro] Yo Just man, gimma a heat rock man DGL we back in the club again, ya know? Holla J-Jeah j-jeah j-jeah bounce! easy! Ya heard? we back - b**hes Don't be scared now, it's the Roc We here, ya know? as if we left this b**h (R!) Really though, ya know? (gimme the O!) Marcy holla, uh oh (C!) Brooklyn Let's do this sh** right, yo [Verse 1] I pull up on deuce deuces, still roofless No security I move with shooters V Tweezy dual exhaust Stashbox like a childseat, tucked in the baby Taurus (DGL!) I'm on skinnies, two with me Battle of Armi, '89 in it I'm blowin on Phillies And yeah I'm high as f** And the Roc's the realest click n***a I'm a buy as f** WHAT! Say I'm bug cause I walk with a hung John Nine two hund' fifty, don't disrespect me I call my n***a seal the deal Cause he just brought a G to seal the deal prick! And I got that on stand by (stand by) What you commercial n***as fly stand buy, won't stand by And let a n***a do his dues f** these hoes, get this bread, rep the crew, the [Chorus - repeat 2x] R - realest n***as puttin it down O - other n***as can't see us now C - come through your hood snatch and reap up But keep cannon on me to clear streets up [Verse 2] You talk j**els, my ears got 2K blazers Roc jeans, Airs in all flavors White tees and fitted's, backwoods and spinage That's haze for you dudes who dont get it I smoke silver and strawberry Easy ball like Maurberry you know I'm not the ordinary I keep one that keep one Yeah my b**h bag b**hes too, we the illest crew Nothin change but the rims upgrade It's quarters now ma, and I'm on it now So hop in, I pull off like toupes And the only thing I rock on my hip that's two ways My b**h, my beeper, Bleek keep two heaters Still peeling the city with two seaters And you know how I does it while I'm doin it Black coupin it b**h, I keep two in it [Chorus] [Verse 3] Look here, I live wild like Q cousin +Day-Day+ Anytime I want, I take they K +Next Friday+ till November Stay two more weeks I'll be home in December You know I move like that The game all mad cause I'm back with my tool like that I'm in that big body truck That I whip through the sky like I don't give a f** Got trucks with drivers, cars low mileage Just copped it, I drove it and parked it Truthfully thats my Sunday wheel And your wife, real nice, she my Sunday feel n***a! I got one day for her still ok for her But by sunrise, I throwed her one high You know I'm up and out Hit the brake clutch throw it in first, pull out easy gone It's the.. [Chorus]