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lirik lagu the roc (just fire) – cam’ron

yeah yeah, n-gg-
just blazin’ this sh-t, ya heard?
it’s ya main man i’m back n-gg-z holla

my break i’m fresh off it
i never change i’m stuck in these ways
nike airs sweats and taurus
but i’m a do it for my enemies
they wanna end my chill wanna see what that villa be

now what that sound like?
plus they know what a clip get down like
turn bags from bladders legs to wheels paint it peels
‘cuz you f-ckin’ wit’ a n-gg- that’ll jump out raise the steel
i live this way it’s real dog no joke

blow smoke in ya b-tch face p-ss in ya wheels
slap ya custies, clap your workers, dead the strip
stick ya connect, yap ya b-tch

so let it be known i’m back for my grizzly
the sergeant, the cap, the mac holds 60
for rookies and vets i’ll bang ’til it click
so run and tell ya duela the ruger come wit’ two clips, dog

m easy won’t leave my hood need me
pop fa’ sheezy who don’t believe me?
we all criminals but live like a diplomat
we get low when the dough low get it back

here is something you can’t understand
how i could just kill a man for killa cam
me and my roc killa fam, top billers man
we run the spot, drop ceilings fam

hit the wall drop ceiling fans
listen boar, man i show you how to fill a van
up with killers man and line the trunk
keep a stash box for the nine and the pump
the coach walk you through and he grind you up

what chu want the dope or the weed?
how you want it packaged, in the cap or the bag?
how you want me packin’ wit’ the mac or the mag?
yeah that bent get back, but listen scr-p act real fast

and keep a wack that’ll gag ya back
block style from ya swagger, ya swacks
it’s the broad street bully b-tch
i bully n-gg-z on the broadest streets
i house n-gg-z on the narrowest block

know my rules when the barrel get hot
when the gun blows and the shots fall and the smoke clear
man i be hearin’ you murder
n-body hit up in the cross ‘cuz i’m observin’

n-body be missin’ your loss ‘cuz you deserved it
south philly n-gg-z kill at will, i keep my mac-milli chilly chill
on the really real
‘fore i make you n-gg-z feel this steel

go ‘head stupid n-gg-z go f-ck wit’ them chicks
i’m the third little piggy i’m a f-ck wit’ them pr-cks
better yet the bakery i got pies and cakes
n-gg- think doublin’ is turnin’ 5 to 8

i turn 8 to 20, 20 to 100, 100 to 1000
that to 100, 000, in front a housin’
closed ’em all down dog, no one’s allowed in
i’m coppin’ everything i’m done wit’ browsin’

it’s the top don, glock palm, dot com
get your sh-t rocked ma like haseem rahman
and i’m extra scary
ceo’s all the frontin’ ain’t necessary, i f-ck wit’ secretaries

all for information it ain’t necessary
they in love like the 14th of february
play ’em like april 1st right before i slide off
it could be march 2nd, sound like july 4th

halloween or memorial day
at your memorial be one year from today
all y’all think it’s peace and peachy
i leave you reesy piecy all my b-tches rock

christian dior, bcbg
’round phony n-gg-z get the heeby jeebies
hungry hoes say “killa feed me feed me”
calm down ma, easy, easy

talk greasy, please me, get my man wheezy
still rock ellesses, to squeeze appease me
he ain’t no tease but measly
not doggy’s angels killa please believe me

you now rollin’ with them thugs from the r o c
n-gg-z wanna despise the team roc a fella
when the sh-t gets down you know who’s doin’ the poppin
killa easy

f-ck those who disagree, my bullets you get ’em free
roc a roc a
roc a roc a roc a roc a
roc in this muh muh muhf-cka

- camron

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