R.O.C.

[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 - bitches

Don't be scared now, it's the Roc

We here, ya know? as if we left this bitch (R!)

Really though, ya know? (gimme the O!)

Marcy holla, uh oh (C!) Brooklyn

Let's do this shit 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 fuck

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

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 (stand by)

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

And let a nigga do his dues

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

[Chorus - repeat 2x]

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

[Verse 2]

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 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 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

[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 fuck

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 nigga!

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]