Memphis Bleek - The R.O.C. Lyrics
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The R.O.C.
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What Are The Lyrics For The R.O.C. By Memphis Bleek?
Nah motherfucker
Ge-ge-geah-geah Geah-geah-ge-ge-geah-geah Geah-geah-ge-ge-geah-geah Yeah, yeah, yeah (niggas) We be the R-O-C (stop) uh-huh, uh-huh Y'all get your dope from us We runs the R-O-C (stop) Yeah, keep up niggas, come on Ayo you niggas talk a lot of nothin', like you always God or somethin' Like you always shot at somethin', niggas never shot at nothin' Like you shotty somethin', like you body somethin' Nigga your body duckin' is nothin' you're bluffin' You niggas talk shit like you draw quick But when the 4's grip, I floor quick, you, your man, your bullshit Your man bullshit? Might get him four quick All up in his fore shit, c'mon, stop the bullshit It's B Sig dog, straight in the league y'all Straight out the school yard, Hoover, I schooled y'all Now school's out, lights out tools out You fools outm, come on y'all pick a new route While I pick the new flow, kick it to your new hoe To get next to your new dough Your new crack spot you know Mac steal crack to crack pot Niggas know I spit on every track hot It's the R-O-C, stop From Tower to ma and pop, we move out the stop R-o-c, stop We shower your mom block and move out with Glocks It's the R-O-C, stop (yeah) From Tower to ma and pop, we move out the stop (yo, this for my G's) R-o-c, stop We shower your mom block and move out with Glocks (yo, yo) Ayo, this for my G's, hoes, gangstas, foes Niggas who get dough rep for get lo I got cake (cake) weight (weight) shanks (shanks) Eights (eights) bank (bank) bitch act straight I'm hot son Stop son they livin' a lie duke You plot son I pop one still in the sky duke M to the A to the R-C-Y duke Niggas die here can't nothin' revive you I'm still here niggas see what I drive through Sittin' on dubs with screens inside too I'm simply street, I'm Memphis Bleek Catch me with them green jars in the tinted jeep On, B-L-A-D's I get C-L-A-P's Catch me not givin' a f*ck I'm on these LA Trees One for Sigel Sigel, two for the Jigga and Three for Amil-lion and four for Memph Man It's the R-O-C, stop From Tower to ma and pop, we move out the stop It's the R-O-C, stop We shower your mom block and move out with Glocks It's the R-O-C, stop From Tower to ma and pop, we move out the stop R-o-c, stop We shower your mom block and move out with Glocks Ayo you shouldn't have been talkin' that like you was walkin' that And Mack with this MAC And let off fifty shots where you be walkin' at Where your apartment at You f*ck around and have me creepin' in the dark where you be often at Or where you be creepin' at Where your birds be, sh Oops mean, damn I'm hurtin' that Workin' that spittin' that shit like that's on purpose That's, some freestyle shit, I don't know Hey playboy, take that back a bit Yo you shouldn't have been talkin' that like you was walkin' that And Mack with this MAC And let off fifty shots where you be walkin' at Where your apartment at You f*ck around have me creepin' in the dark where you be often at Or where you be, creepin' at, sleepin' at Where your birds be, cheepin' at Oops mean chirpin' at, damn I be workin' that Hurtin' that, ayo playboy, curtains that It's the R-O-C, stop From Tower to ma and pop, we move out the stop R-o-c, stop We shower your mom block and move out with Glocks R-o-c, stop R-O-C Mom block and move out with Glocks Y'all can't f*ck with us Unstoppable ROC Y'all can't f*ck with us Unstoppable ROC Y'all can't f*ck with us Unstoppable ROC |
Who Wrote The R.O.C. By Memphis Bleek?
Justin Gregory Smith, Cameron Giles, Dwight Grant, Malik Cox
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What's The Duration Of The The R.O.C. By Memphis Bleek?The duration of The R.O.C. is 4:11 minutes and seconds. |
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