Rock Out Lyrics - Ces Cru

Aaaah 

Yeah 

Look it 

I do mean to be too mean 

Shining like I do with new bling 

And anybody wanna bite our routine 

Will get cut like stella with the groove thing, back 

And I mean that, bro homo 

I'll cut that cunt looking like I don't know 

I don't care, you can stand right there 

I'll still play the money shot back in slow-mo 

And four for the photo 

I got zero tolerance for the po-po 

They're unaware that I know 

How to get whenever we ducking the five o 

Look alive, this my show 

That said, I don't gotta be macho 

Moving the merchandise, I'm like Costco 

Chop cheddar it's redder when it's not yours 

Killer city committee we got shots for 

Anybody who thinking that we not dope 

They taking aim when I'm not close 

Claim they can hang, we're like gyro 

Shit ain't the same and I got jokes 

Punchlines connected with my quotes 

I'm on a landslide and I got votes 

And I'm leaping off of that top rope 

Coming in hot like I wanna chop throats 

CES Cru, we the new hip hop hope 

One in a million will not rock boats 

And they wondering is it ever gonna stop nope, please 

With enemies like these we don't need anymore 

We made a path and we came through it 

Put a snake and a bat on the back of a fan when you rep that Strange Music 

Suck my soul and I'll eat your funky emotions 

Rock out, rock out 

Rock out, rock out 

Do my own thang 

What they gon' say? no say 

Break it out my pocket when I pay for play 

Book a three k for booker DJ 

With the spirit of the Andre tell him obey 

I see my face in the Midi gold frame 

Crime in the city but the city won't say 

Running out of gas, you could give me yo lane 

I'm a do it for the average Jimmy Joe Jane 

I'm doing great, got my syllables straight 

Turn a rapper yellow with the killer cold play 

Feeling myself, they be feeling old age 

I strip away they ego, I don't need a codename 

Mister billion a, really don't play 

Augment a intellect silicone brain 

Numbing up my nerve now I'm feeling no pain 

Loading up a gun but will it go bang 

And they wanna ask, is he okay 

Are you serious, I'm doing just fine 

I was living down low, you was up high 

From the underground now we're moving up, climb 

I'm a drop another album do it up fly 

Bust another round now it's shoot-em-up time 

I don't gotta gap but I gotta mouthpiece 

Put 'em onto the mat and I pin 'em down count three 

I'm a push a boundary coming for the bounty 

Man I wasn't wonder why could they diggy-doubt me 

Take a va-cay, I never been to Maui 

Never dream about sleep, but I'm feeling drowsy 

So they know a couple things and they wanna out me 

Zipping up a lip when they come around me 

Talking bad you don't wanna fuck around please 

Godemis, U-B-I, with the killer clown G, the king 

One thing 'bout rock music when ya good, you get them dames 

White bitches, they want the main vein 

Wanna get ahead of the pack to give brain 

Put the middle leg in they lap 

Get it wrapped then they begging for that 

Matter fact, if you got the stacks say where the orgy at 

Then a lot of whores come for the sack 

Ain't nobody fucking with the sinner, no solely shit 

Keeping it popping, that's how the most stay rich 

When I go lay hits, get a hoe way lit 

Then I'm off in her mouth and I be the Colgate bitch 

Uh, Everybody love a nigga ripping it 

Uh, Make a lot of money then I'm kicking it 

Uh, why ya lady begging me to dip it in 

Uh, stick it in, Uh, Uh, Uh 

You can bet the N9na got guts 

Every chick been around me got fucked 

And she never better come around and make it pop up 

Cause I'm bussin on everything and make her mop up 

Then smoke that, super loud and we 

Choke that, looking around will be 

So fat, back in her mouth and she throat that (Bo-sack) 

I got the cottonmouth 

She stuck in here with my jocking mouth 

Can't understand what she talking 'bout 

When she making a blood spit Sriracha out 

Tecca N9na got you lots of clout 

I gotta be real with you 

I got a big feeling you dropping out 

Cause we took her the cocking route 

That's the way that we rocking out 

Bitch 

Suck my soul and I'll eat your funky emotions 

Rock out, rock out 

Rock out, rock out 

Bust my load and she eats up, that's called devotion 

Rock out, rock out 

Rock out, rock out