the r.o.c. lyrics – jay-z

jay-z f/ beanie sigel, memphis bleek
miscellaneous
the r.o.c.
[jay-z]
nah motherf*cker
ge-ge-geah-geah
geah-geah-ge-ge-geah-geah
geah-geah-ge-ge-geah-geah
yeah, yeah, yeah

[beanie sigel]
we be the r, o, c . y’all get your dope from us
we runs the r, o, c. yeah, keep up n*gg*z, c’mon

aiyyo you n*gg*z talk a lot of nuthin, like you always god or sumthin
like you always shot at sumthin, n*gg*z never shot at nuthin
like you shotty sumthin, like you body sumthin
n*gg* your body duckin is nuthin you’re bluffin
you n*gg*z talk sh*t like you draw quick
but when the 4’s grip, i floor quick; you, your man, your bullsh*t
your man bullsh*t? might get him four quick
all up in his fore sh*t; c’mon, stop the bullsh*t
it’s b sig dog, straight in da league y’all
straight out da school yard hoover, i schooled y’all
now school’s out, lights out tools out
you fools out c’mon y’all pick a new route
while i pick the new flow, kick it to your new ho’
to get next to your new dough
your new crack spot you know mac steal crack to crack pot
n*gg*z know i spit on every track hot

[chorus: repeat 2x]
it’s the r, o, c, stop
from tower to ma’n’pop we move out the stop
r, o, c, stop
we shower your mom block and move out with glocks

[memphis bleek]
uhh, yeah, uh-huh, yo this for my g’s
yo yo
aiyyo, this for my g’s, hoes, gangstas, foes
n*gg*z who get dough rep for get lo
i got cake (cake) weight (weight) shanks (shanks)
eights (eights) bank (bank) b*tch act straight
i’m hot son
[beans] stop son they livin a lie duke
you plot son i pop one still in the sky duke
m to the a to the r-c-y duke
n*gg*z die here can’t nothin revive you
i’m still here n*gg*z see what i drive through
sittin on dubs with screens inside too
i’m simply street, i’m memphis bleek
catch me with them green jars in the tinted jeep
on, b-l-a-d’s i get c-l-a-p’s
catch me not givin a f*ck i’m on these la trees
one for sigel sigel, two for the jigga and
three for amil-lion and four for memph man

[chorus]

[beanie sigel]
aiyyo you shouldn’t have been talkin that like you was walkin that
and mac with this mac .
and let off fifty shots where you be walkin at
where your apartment at
you f*ck around and have me creepin in the dark where you be often at
or where you be. creepin at
where your birds be. shh
oops mean (chirpin at) d*mn i’m hurtin that
workin that spittin that sh*t like that’s on purpose
that’s, some freestyle sh*t, i don’t know
hey playboy take that back a bit
yo you shouldn’t have been talkin that like you was walkin that
and mac with this mac .
and let off fifty shots where you be walkin at
where your apartment at
you f*ck around have me creepin in the dark where you be often at
or where you be. creepin at, sleepin at
where your birds be, cheepin at
oops mean chirpin that, d*mn i be workin that
hurtin that, aiyyo playboy (?) that

[chorus]

[outro]
r, o, c, stop
r, o, c. mom block and move out with glocks
uhh uhh, geah, uh-huh-uh-uh
uh-huh-uh-uh, y’all can’t f*ck with us
un-stop-pa-ble-roc, y’all can’t f*ck with us
un-stop-pa-ble-roc, y’all can’t f*ck with us
un-stop-pa-ble-roc, y’all can’t f*ck with us {*fades out*}

/ jay z lyrics