R.o.c. Lyrics - M.a.d.e. - Memphis Bleek

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, bitches 

Don't be scared now, it's the Roc 

We here, ya know? As if we left this bitch 

Really though, ya know? 

Marcy holla, uh oh, Brooklyn 

Let's do this shit right, yo 

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 fuck 

And the Roc's the realest click nigga I'm a buy as fuck 

Say, I'm bug 'cause I walk with a hung John 

Nine two hund' fifty, don't disrespect me 

I call my nigga seal the deal 

'Cause he just brought a G to seal the deal prick 

And I got that on stand by 

What you commercial niggas fly stand buy, won't you stand by 

And let a nigga do his dues 

Fuck these hoes, get this bread, rep the crew, the 

R, realest niggas puttin' it down 

O, other niggas can't see us now 

C, come through your hood snatch and reap up 

But keep cannon on me to clear streets up 

R, realest niggas puttin' it down 

O, other niggas can't see us now 

C, come through your hood snatch and reap up 

But keep cannon on me to clear streets up 

You talk jewels, 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 don't 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 bitch bag bitches 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 bitch, 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 bitch, I keep two in it 

R, realest niggas puttin' it down 

O, other niggas can't see us now 

C, come through your hood snatch and reap up 

But keep cannon on me to clear streets up 

R, realest niggas puttin' it down 

O, other niggas can't see us now 

C, come through your hood snatch and reap up 

But keep cannon on me to clear streets up 

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 fuck 

Got trucks with drivers, cars low mileage 

Just copped it, I drove it and parked it 

Truthfully that's my Sunday wheel 

And your wife, real nice, she my Sunday feel nigga 

I got one day for her still okay 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 

R, realest niggas puttin' it down 

O, other niggas can't see us now 

C, come through your hood snatch and reap up 

But keep cannon on me to clear streets up 

R, realest niggas puttin' it down 

O, other niggas can't see us now 

C, come through your hood snatch and reap up 

But keep cannon on me to clear streets up 

R