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Тексты (слова) песенСписок исполнителей в алфавитном порядкеА  Б В Г Д Е Ё Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Э Ю Я  A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P R S T U V W X Y Z  Текст (слова) песни: Bleek, Memphis - 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 Dont be scared now, its 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 Lets 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!) Im on skinnies, two with me Battle of Armi, 89 in it Im blowin on Phillies And yeah Im high as fuck And the Rocs the realest click nigga Im a buy as fuck WHAT! Say Im bug cause I walk with a hung John Nine two hund fifty, dont 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, wont 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 cant 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 fitteds, backwoods and spinage Thats haze for you dudes who dont get it I smoke silver and strawberry Easy ball like Maurberry you know Im 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 Its quarters now ma, and Im on it now So hop in, I pull off like toupes And the only thing I rock on my hip thats 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 Im 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 Ill be home in December You know I move like that The game all mad cause Im back with my tool like that Im in that big body truck That I whip through the sky like I dont 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 Im up and out Hit the brake clutch throw it in first, pull out easy gone Its the.. [Chorus] |
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