[Featuring J.D. R.O.C.]
Dj Clue: Whaaaaaaaaaaaat!!!
Chorus 2X
R.O.C. (J.D.):
Now all my niggas say what(what)
We dont give a fuck(uh huh) gotta let a bitch be a ho(hoooo)
Now all my niggas say what
We dont give a fuck
Gotta let a nigga stack dough(money money)
[J.D.]
All the niggas fuckin in between be the the main man
Never get stuck on the scene without a game plan understand
I went from pop lock into tops droppin
To one of the reasons why the day parties keep rockin
No stoppin niggas is like (wa-what?)
And shorty from the south keep fuckin it up
I'm the glitter and the gliss of this industry
Makin hits, is how ya'll remember me
Niggas dream to be like this one here
JD type cat dont dissapear
I'm the J to the E, R to the M
A-I-N-E, got so many
Bitches I should set up shop
Bettin against me,
Please! my bank dont stop
I come through, bumpin Clue, with a 7-5-0
Screamin, I gots to have it, I love the dough
Chorus 2X
[R.O.C.]
Nobody wanna fuck with the R.O.C.
Young G from the streets
And he's banned from t.v.
Nobody said life was easy
Out on the block
I got shot
And nobody came to see me
Back on my feet
Packed my heat
Got back in the beef
Blazed it up
Are ya muthafuckas lookin for me
Raized it up
And now they see I'm makin rap songs
All I ask is my real doggs smash on...
I said yea and ya dont stop
Cuz its a 1-8-7 when ya fuck wit R.O.C.!!
I said yea and ya dont quit
I'm comin live from the Bricks wit the gangsta shit
All my niggas on the corner at the end of the block
Infront of the stores, shak
