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Rock Dat

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Rock Dat

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[Prodigy]

Yo, what you doin right now?... Fuck Man...

Niggas don't know what pain is man...

I got 200 needle pokes in my arm nigga...

Who be the source of this rap shit, us the bosses

PuertoRock style, 20 shanks talk shit

I rock bandanas like a gang member

But I'm an Infamous representative don't get it fucked up

I need more guns like I need more funds

Like I need more businesses for my dunns

Like I need more vehicles to make more runs

Send a rep to your doorstep hand on that arms

Sick a dog on your most valuable dun, it's war

You talk most, we splish splash the most, wet your clothes

It's fucked up, your uniform got all soaked

Pop niggas like a fish fry, take me for jokes

Silence that bitch, I put one in your throat

Don't provoke my niggas'll jump you might croak

And this little ass nigga, funny style nigga

You must got to much alcohol in your system

We bloody sport niggas that love to pick victim

Don't be a stat, you should stand back when my Infamous clique come

After I fucks I piss cum

I spit the illest shit you ever heard of

What's that outfit you rep, I never heard of

Smash y'all niggas like insects you bugged

the fuck out, like dust from Crazy Eddie

Spaghetti headed mobb niggas rhyme deadly

Rock Infamous sweatsuits and like my guns heavy

You ain't ready for a street life nigga baby

I'm too fowl, too grimey

Too much Q.B. is inside me please rewind me

I'm every blocks theme music, e'ry projects anthem

Every guns handle it's on and clap two

[Chorus]

Yo...

They could never get enough of it

Yo that's that shit, I need that shit, to boost my adrenaline

Yo rock that shit, that real life shit

Makes niggas wanna thug it

They could never get enough of it

Yo that's my shit, I need that shit, to boost my adrenaline

Yo rock that shit, that real life shit

Makes niggas wanna thug it

[Prodigy]

To top it off, I'm a pretty gangsta, fly thug

All of my dunns concieted; there ain't a chick more dime than me

I let a hoe know quickly sit bitch

Let me put you on the hottest shit be

I be the H.N.I.C of the whole shit

Never let a hoe get more than I wanna give

She be lucky if she get a pull of the dope

Only if she givin head to the whole clique

Aiyyo, I'm just kiddin, but yo I'm not playin

My wolves walk around the whole club schemin

Searching for a cutie that like to drink semen

Bring her to the mini mansion, told me she wanna be a bunny

Said she like the way I talk dirty

I told her she had potential talk to Chinkey

P the type of vulture to fly a girl wit me

Outta state send her back to you on some freak shit

How you stink, make you wanna bust your gun

Mad cuz you know a iller nigga fucking your hun

Handle it, what more can I say

Put her on a chain, my dunns too beautiful for her to stay away

[Chorus]

They could never get enough of it

Yo that's that shit, I need that shit, to boost my adrenaline

Yo Rock that shit, that real life shit

Makes niggas wanna thug

They could never get enough of it

Yo that's my shit, I need that shit, to boost my adrenaline

Yo rock that shit, that real life shit

Makes niggas wanna thug it

They could never get enough of it

Yo that's that shit, I need that shit, to boost my adrenaline

Yo Rock that shit, that real life shit

Makes niggas wanna thug

They could never get enough of it

Yo that's my shit, I need that shit, to boost my adrenaline

Yo rock that shit, that real life shit

Makes niggas wanna thug it

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