better, all you chasing some form of Rock [Chorus x2] [Lidu Rock] Who that nigga that be breaking all the rules? ROCK [Woman Talking] Rock, Rock, Rock, Rock.my ass. Nigga what
llacs We a team of cats, with the pens and gats That fiend for jacks, but only when the green's attached We fiend for jacks, but only when the green's
This go out to all the magazines that supported me All the real motherfuckers All the stores, the mom and pop spots A&R people, all y'all motherfuckers
for love, duke, I'm looking for respect I leave you with options, like die or hit the deck I'm a thug poet, you know what I came for, the dough Clap-clap, y'all
Okay, I've never heard of workers gettin five G's pay For trips that last for only 2-3 day How these Guyanese niggas be eatin pasta but they love zucchini Rockin
gangsta lean, what, what Yo I split your whole spleen if you know what I mean Call me little rabcash, I get you for your stash VIP pass, ave all the gas
4 Dollar bill y'all Dollar bill y'all Dollar dollar dollar dollar dollar dollar bill y'all [Sen Dog] Fiend for the mean green Never get enough is a mother fuckin' gangsta dream For
over tracks Let me get down and just relax We gettin down y'all We gettin down y'all We gettin down like this We gettin down y'all We gettin down
of tellin y'all that God will make a way I rock a motherfuckin mic 'til the break of day Darrell Dawkins flow, y'all need to make a breakaway Microphone fiend
gansta y'all, keep it gangsta Keep it gansta y'all, keep it gangsta (all my life) Keep it gansta y'all, keep it gangsta (all my life) [chorus] Niggas
doubt Then I figured out licks went for twenty down South Packed up my tools for my raw power move Glock nineteen for casket and flower moves for chumps
fallin six feet deep I'm out for presidents to represent me (Say what?) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Say what?) I'm out for dead presidents
and aint no stoppin keepin the party rockin for God who's watchin Without Christ the Rock who would rock ya body Who would rock the party, or rock
Rob Base & DJ EZ Rock (Crowd Chanting)] I wanna rock right now, rock-rock-right now (SNOOP!!!!! DOGG!!!!!) I wanna rock right now, rock-rock-right now
Because we can't slang the urb, cause we smoke too much weed repeat {Fiend} I got 19 dollars and 50 cents up in my pocket with what? With this automatic rocket
the gold flea collar dippin' in my blue Impala (DPG) {Repeats throughout intro} (Yeah it's still a G thang) It's time for all the lowriders out there yeah all
Black) Finally, I got all real niggaz on on a muthafuckin' Posse song Niggaz that's down to cut some muthafuckin' heads (Mafia, ya, y-ya, y-ya, ya, ya
black) Finally, i got all real niggaz on on a muthafuckin' posse song Niggaz that's down to cut some muthafuckin' heads (mafia, ya, y-ya, y-ya, ya, ya
