Текст (слова) песни: Bleek, Memphis - Roc-A-Fella Get Low Respect It

(Just Blaze)

You know...wed always call each other Roc-a-Fellas like you say to somebody "Your gonna like this guy, hes one of us, hes Roc-a-Fella".....ya understand? were the Roc-a-Fellas.....gangsta....but not just any rapper could be made I mean to become a member of Roc-a-Fella, you gotta be 100% from the street that can trace your name all the way back to your old hood.

See its the highest honor they can give you. Means you belong to a dynasty. Means nobody can fuck around with you. Also means you could fuck around with anyone just as long as they werent a member of Roc-a-Fella.
Its like a license to steal. Its like a license to do anything. And with Jay stepping down.... it was Bleeks turn to be made.

OK! I REALODED!


(Memphis Bleek)


Chyea...you know.....its young eaze...
Get low...in the building...(yea)....we back....
M.A.D.E......everybody ready (ready?)
Its that new shit ya hear.......
Yo gu...lets do it for these niggas....

"Ayo Roc-a-Fella Records, running the streets reckless
get low the future, you gotta respect it"

The hood still in back of me, gun still beside of me
still for the street, hoes the wanna ride with me
Big print like I just hit lottery
like yall cant see a nigga straight from poverty
Be ghetto or gutter where you dont come around
some dudes make records, they say they underground but
I choose not to go that far cuz I was born here pa
I dont gotta write bars
You niggas see my scars, and you know my story
Im all for the war, Im bout guts and glory
Them other dudes fuck with yall I cant do it
I dont gotta sell my soul to sell music
I put the beat on murda or roll a weed up
put it on the street, one week watch it heat up
Heavy rotation rockin on hot nine, (Hot 97)
you niggas get your money right cuz I got mind
And its....

(Hook)

Ive been in it since nine six, before I could drive whips
been focus of gettin paid, before +Coming of Age+
Niggas they understand the border became a man
loyal to all my peeps this why I did for the fam
Who the fuck-want-what
None of you niggas Im right back
cuz I aint done wit the buisness
Some niggas owe me a check, niggas owe me respect
I give you good game, I told you Ive been made
And its.......

(Hook)

And Im from M to the A to the R-C-Y
so many niggas be hatin they dont want me to ride
but, you see bleek just living his life
instead you wanna see a nigga throwin that iron
Well, so be it.......
Its many dudes in the team that aint family now
and yall see it
Dynasty thought, it remain the same
so everytime you throw it up
you know who changed the game homie
The Roc army, get low and state property
caked up in real estate, they never play monopoly
But why them niggas wanna act all aggy
cuz of the bigger plate and I got more baggies
But shit wheres the love, I could tell you where there
nuttin over here but new guns and slugs
And its all about the butter, you aint listen baby boy
that the Roc will never lose, we just build and detroy
And its........

"Roc-a-Fella Records, running the streets reckless
get low the future, you gotta respect it"
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Dear Summer
Hell No
Hood Muzik (feat. M.O.P.)
Hypnotic (feat. Jay-Z & Beanie Sigel)
I Wanna Love U (feat. Donell Jones)
Infatuated
Interlude
Just Blaze, Bleek & Free (feat. Freeway)
Murda Murda (feat. Jay-Z & Beanie Sigel)
My Life (feat. Latif)
Need Me In Your Life (feat. Nate Dogg)
R.O.C.
Roc-A-Fella Get Low Respect It
Round Here (feat. T.I. & Trick Daddy)
Smoke The Pain Away
The One
Understand Me Still (feat. Rell)
War