Текст песни R.O.C. - Memphis Bleek

Yo, Jus, man, gimme a heat rock, man
DGL, we back in the club again, ya know? Holla
G-G-G-G-Geah, geah, geah, geah, geah, BOUNCE!
Eazy, we back, uh-huh, and we stayin' that... rock
We here (You know?), and since we left it's "R"!
Really though, you know (And you know how I see how it was)
Uh-oh (C), Brooklyn, let's do this shit right, really

Yo, I pull up on deuce-deuces, still ruthless
No security, I move bitches, V-twizzy, dual exhaust
Stash box like a child seat tucked in a baby Taurus
DGL, I'm on skinnies, two with me
Body with army, eighty-ninin' it, I'm blowin' on fifties
And yeah, I'm high as fuck
And the Roc's the realest clique, nigga, I'm a biased fuck
What? Say I'm bugged 'cause I walk with a hunge on
Nah, two hunge-fifty, don't disrespect me
I call my nigga Seal the deal
'Cause he just brought a G2, seal the deal
And I got that on standby
What, you commercial niggas fly? Stand by, won't you stand by?
And let a nigga do his dues
Fuck these niggas, get this bread, rep the crew

The R, realest niggas puttin' it down
O, other niggas can't see us now
C, come through your hood, snatch reefer
But keep gunnin' on me to clear streets up
R, realest niggas puttin' it down
O, other niggas can't see us now
C, come through your hood, snatch reefer
But keep gunnin' on me to clear streets up

Talk jewels, my ears got 2K blazers
Roc jeans, Airs in all flavors
White tees and fitted, Backwoods is fitted
That's blunts for you dudes who don't get it
I smoke silver and strawberry
Eazy ball like Marbury, you know I'm out the ordinary
I keep one that keep one
Yeah, my bitch bagged a gun too, we the illest crew
Nothin' changed but the rims upgrade
It's quarters now, ma, and I'm on it now
So hop in, I pull off like toupées
And the only thing I rock on my hip that's two-ways
A (Beep), my beeper, bleep, keep two heaters
Still killin' the city with two-seaters
And you know how I does it, why I'm doin' it
Black hoopin' it, bitch, I keep two in it, the

R, realest niggas puttin' it down
O, other niggas can't see us now
C, come through your hood, snatch reefer
But keep gunnin' on me to clear streets up
R, realest niggas puttin' it down
O, other niggas can't see us now
C, come through your hood, snatch reefer
But keep gunnin' on me to clear streets up

Look, I live wild like Q cousin Day-Day
Any time I want, I take vay-cay
Next Friday to November
Stay two more weeks, I'll be home in December
You know I move like that
The game all mad 'cause I'm back with my tool like that
I'm in that big body truck
That I whip through the side like I don't give a fuck
Got trucks with drivers, cars low mileage
Just copped it, I drove it and parked it
Truthfully, that's my Sunday wheel
And your wife real nice, she my Sunday fill
I got one day for her, still okay for her
But by sunrise, I throw the one high
You know I'm up and out
Hit the brake, clutch, throw it in
First, pull out, Eazy gone, it's the

R, realest niggas puttin' it down
O, other niggas can't see us now
C, come through your hood, snatch reefer
But keep gunnin' on me to clear streets up
R, realest niggas puttin' it down
O, other niggas can't see us now
C, come through your hood, snatch reefer
But keep gunnin' on me to clear streets up

R