Song Length |
3:06 |
Genre |
Rap - Gangsta |
Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
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Lyrics
ROCk
chorus
rock when u know ur shits real hot
rock when u here the bassline drop
rock if u out there ur makin' cash
rock jiggy jiggy bounce shake that ass
verse
i represent the blocks of america in guns we trust and in thugs we must
by any means neccessary. we real like mercenaries
with tools we carry, burry, we leave u in a cemetary...just fuck with us
N S T mutha fucker we aint scared to bust, we dangerous,
with no time to explain to us, just bout to turn ur brain to mush
i should be a 3 time felon but i use my melon to keep myself out of the cell and
while im out here sellin', makin' a fuckin' killin' and yeah im just livin,
and yet im still driven to make rap my fatal attraction, this aint no acting i'm ready for some action, and i brag about how i snuffed his ass out
chorus
verse
i want u to rock with me when u move your booty like a maracca
my fans can't wait for my cd to drop. haters mad cuz their music just flopped
u a victim u just got served from the block, we got the highest murder rate
upstate u get shot, rollin in da wrong hood ur car get stopped
one false move u get nailed with accuracy, my mac10 make sure nobody comes after me
this is a disaster a catastrophe, i am a prodigy come and feel the wrath of me
i shouldn't be spittin' all this fuckin' blasphemy, these streets is gonna be the death of me
the devil i can see is after me, so i put on my army fatigues
i feel like im trapped in the matrix like keanu reaves
lord have mercy on my soul, but how would i know in a world thats so cold but will i grow old?
chorus