me [Chorus] This that Rock-Shit, pump on your block shit This that hot shit, got ya doin toxics Turn it up (Turn it up) {*4X*} This that Rock-Shit,
that Rock-Shit, pump on your block shit This that hot shit, got ya doin toxics Turn it up (Turn it up) {*4X*} This that Rock-Shit, pump on your block shit
Traduzione: Silenzio. Rock Shit.
5th Ward be body on the bags [Verse 6: Lo-Life of the 5th Ward Boyz] This shit's comin' from a mile away Don't make me shit a style a day Lend of shots
[Hook: Rap Samples] [Notorious B.I.G.: x4] I've been in this game for years, the name is The Animal [Notorious B.I.G.:] It's rules to this shit [Intro
can't be touched I'll negotiate the matter in gats he trust In the club one night, war spittin at us In the corner sippin drinks on some real hush hush
believe my shit is butter Got to have it long before this rap shit, get back, bitch If I'm stuck up much like a bandit I crank shit Niggas get reprimanded
whole cake You ain't even gon' play my shit rock up just like cocaine You a no name I'm preachin' you still reachin' for fame [Tall Cann] Same old shit
feed him to some buzzards Put up numbers, plus I'm one to push his mug in We duck in the safe, check what I'm huggin Rocks the size of some shit, out
, equipped with K.N.N. filters To keep out the filth and the dust, when I bust, you hush Or I just sh-sh-shit you and flush You want Hip-Hop? Then yo,
jock it, pimpin, you know how I get Once my album drop, all you heavy waiters better watch it Vokal, yeah I rock it Step in the spot shit, men leave I
t understand this shit right here, know what I mean? But I be floating, doing my thing anyway, regardless Know what I'm saying? It's like that.. I rock
boo Huh, it's ghetto pimping on a track Shit I'm like a gat, some every nigga need in his Lac Chris Wizzard, watch how you pronounce the shit G's up hoes
And you aint gotta love me, just be convincin' I dont ask much, some ashes on the cuff And that silver bullet, automatic or the clutch Nah mama hush
youse a dummy [Ynot] Cause without no money "Ain't a damn thing funny" (scratched 3X) [Ynot] Rhymes I exchange like stock, I'm live like stock I rock
callin' for me, wanna go half on a seed and shit Fuck that, I got half on the weed and shit and I'm Brat One of a kind of my breed and shit and you can
wicked, it happen one night in Manhatten, chillin, buggin Me and some of the crew went around to this club and peeped it, scoped it, hope the shit was rockin
