Hey hey now, what's that smell? Just like cornbread done too well. What you need you know I got. So hands up, who wants to rock?
Hey hey now, what's that smell? Just like cornbread done too well What you need you know I got So hands up, who wants to rock?
Traduzione: Frizione. Chi vuol Rock?.
tag another one How far will she go Tag team baby - a camel clutch Tag team baby - you are too much Tag team baby - a scissor lock Tag team baby - just wanna rock
scarecrow We provide you with ammo knockin' off your sombrero So move back bandejo, you dealin' with a lot of these guys Who rock silk suits with Mafia
little class like half days and the confidence to overlook my past ways time heals all, and heels hurt to walk in but they go with the clutch that you
see who's tryin to speak to me cuz frequently A lot of cats try to get in touch but I don't want to be in they clutch I got my man Kweli who I love very
don't need dough to shine All you gotta do is, be true to who you is I'm original and God is my influence Hip-hop, be bop, jazz, rock music Palladium
clips, police grips Tighten souls like vicegrips, break nuts and strip) You got 'em? (Man, I got this nigga) You wanna rock him? (I'm a rock this nigga
bartender Cause I be given niggas shot after shot And I was locked behind bars and I used to grind raw And I used to grind hard sellin' Rock after rock
(feat. Saukrates, Ro Dolla) Rock the mic! East Circle (Take one) [Choc] Choclair says do what you like (Take two) [RoDo] Ro Dolla here to rock the
(feat. Kurupt) [Intro] Do what chu want, when you be under the skunk [Choclair] Floatin like.. a mile high Yeah, smoking trees Do what chu want, when
abyss, low and behold I blessed you.. you owe me your soul, I rock forever Leavin your train of thought off track like an a capella And if your who claims
Shit [DJ Crazy Toones: Nothin ] We Do What We Want [DJ Crazy Toones: We Do What The Fuck We Want We Play What The Fuck We Want Nigga DJ Crazy Toones
(feat. Soopafly) [Daz Dillinger] Who say they want some? Kill 'em up just for fun Columbian neck tie, we string 'em up from the tongue No speakin' when
C.] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! Now who can recall all of the phenomenon is flawless Like diamonds being dug from a mine, priceless I am too much for the average man, nigga, who
is on your wrist Like you repping the bionic six Who wanna fire, when guns fire, your lungs tire I'm an idol, niggas is Sanjaya, now who wanna try us