Testi:
Rock Pete Don T Be Mad

Don't be mad because you can't do what I can Like when Jordan went up took that shot & switched hands (With his tongue out!) Don't be mad cause you not

[Pete Rock] rock the house (rock the house) east New York, east New York east New York, east New York east New York, east New York my man AZ to the fullest

the Pete Rock, and you don't stop To the Pete Rock, and you don't stop My nigga Pete Rock, and you don't stop [Verse 3] I never felt like I should have

to ya brain, so ya never forget [Chorus x2] [M] Comin from L.I.P., keep it real [Y] And ya don't stop [C] And ya don't stop [Y] And ya don't stop [

roll deep hold heat and talk slick yea yea bitch stay off my dick [Proof] I turn a hard nigga yellow and make his ass faster than a cheetah don't blaze

homie Only this gun, lonely cause don't anyone know me Yet everybody just feels like they can relate, I guess words are a mothafucka they can be great

boss, nigga my squad deep But Glasses Malone is not signed to BlackWallstreet Nigga don't, don't, don't, don't, don't believe the hype Hear that Mike? And don't be

my father... but they didn't. [woman screams] That was the night everything changed [voice fades] [Intro Two: RZA] See, sometimes... You gotta flash em back See niggaz don't

that be the baddest I'm in the mood to make cash without the rocks So let's see all real Gs who don't stop [Verse 2:] Peace to my nigs, upon bids, I