paroles de chanson Rock N Roll - TY feat. Dodgy, (CGM) ZK & CGM
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the
guys
Free
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Free
J-sav
Free
Hunch
Free
YD
Gang
Shit
CGM
Lock
n
Load
Rock
N
Roll
My
ex
ting
said
that
it's
over
But
if
I
take
a
dick
pic
of
my
boner
I
but
she'll
come
back
like
corona
They
know
that
we
litty
committee
It's
a
pitty
that
I'm
never
sober
Light
skin
ting
in
this
range
She
gon
hop
in
the
Rover
After
the
party
the
night
ain't
over
over
Broski
let
me
get
closer
We
just
strangle
the
handle
like
Homer
Bro
put
his
girlfriend
on
the
sofa
And
turned
Lisa
to
a
moaner
In
the
kitchen
whip
with
ammonia
I'm
baking
sober
with
baking
soda
Swing
my
hand
tryna
shave
mans
older
Watch
a
pagan
roll
over
Chest
and
up
can't
go
no
lower
Hop
out
the
ding
dong
and
fling
my
shoulder
Free
bro
out
the
can
no
cola
Make
the
phone
line
jumpy
like
soca
Drip
just
whipped
that
yola
Defo
gonna
bring
that
over
And
bro
just
copped
him
a
kettle
Not
the
one
that
sits
by
the
toaster
I
tell
man
straight
if
his
hat
on
his
head
says
. I
want
no
cap.
And
that's
no
cap
I
grab
and
load
that
And
up
the
pole
on
anyone
on
the
Lock
N
Load
that
and
Rock
N
Roll
I
have
left
the
hatchback
tryna
find
them
twats
Two
taps
on
the
counter-attack
two
attack.
Who's
that?
I
can
count
who
I
splashed
Move
that,
blue
lights
and
van.
I'm
damned
if
rammed
that's
a
night
in
the
can
J-sav
on-sighted
a
man
That's
gang
for
him
put
a
knife
in
your
back
Don't
lack
like
a
sad
little
man
Get
fried
like
it's
Sam's
with
a
nine
let
it
rap-cap
I
smell
them
bars
that's
rap
cap
So
I
can't
even
listen
Why
do
you
think
no
members
whipping
Were
known
for
the
3-point
main
road
pivots
That's
drop
it
in
RS-spin
it
I
had
to
tell
bro
don't
miss
it
Everything
lit
we're
in
a
4 car
convoy
Gyal
at
the
window
screaming
out
woi
yoi
2 in
the
dots
might
die
like
boy
boy
Get
yourself
boxed
I
ain't
talking
Roy
joy
Henny
gets
poured
up
More
bad
bs
get
brought
up
Don't
get
caught
up
slip
get
bored
up
bored
up
Bare
mans
t-shirt
torn
up
I'm
still
with
the
bros
like
Warner
it's
slaughter
If
I
cut
that
corner
Just
whipped
up
a
2 and
a
daughter
Pissed
cause
I
lost
that
quarter
I
don't
follow
the
rules
like
Jah
That's
why
I
slapped
corn
in
Zart
And
went
Kilburn
for
a
petrol
bath
You
won't
get
that
one
that's
smart
I'm
really
trying
to
keep
that
obbo
far
Sitting
in
the
stu
with
writer's
block
I
had
to
shout
AP
like
give
me
a
start
ZK,
Where
do
I
start?
Could
have
changed
his
name
to
Bart
The
way
I
bored
him
and
he
skated
fast
Fan's
ask
me
if
I'm
Dodgy
When
they
stop
me
Is
it
you
in
the
mask?
Who
knows
I
wanna
give
clues
but
I
can't
If
the
ascar
clock,
that's
me
in
the
marsh
I
can
have
this
mash
in
my
palm
And
drive
this
car
that's
a
multitask
The
verbal
I
sit
back
and
laugh
The
kickback
nearly
broke
my
arm
I
sit
back
in
the
back
of
the
car
Cause
I
can't
get
clocked
by
the
ANPR
I
got
murder
on
my
mind
like
Melly
It's
far
from
Kelly
he
screams
like
R
Insert
that
in
his
belly
And
rise
like
semis
and
let
that...
Woi
Woi
Woi
Woi
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