Ayo Roc-A-Fella Records runnin the streets wreckless
Get Low the future you gotta respect it
The hoods still in back of me, guns still beside of me
Still for the street, hoes they wanna ride wit me
Big print like I just hit lottery
Like yall cant see a nigga straight from poverty
We ghetto, were gutter, where you dont come around
Some dudes make records and say they underground, BUT
I choose not to go that far cuz I was born there pa
I dont gotta write bars you niggaz see my scars
And you know my story
Im more for the war Im bout guts & glory
Them other dudes front for yall I cant do it
I dont gotta sell my soul to sell music
I put the beat on, Murderll roll the weed up
Put it on the street one week, watch it heat up
Heavy rotation rockin on Hot 9
You niggaz get your money right cuz I got mine
And its Roc-A-Fella Records runnin the streets wreckless
Get Low the future you gotta respect it
I been in it since 9-6 before I could drive whips
To focus on gettin paid before "Coming Of Age"
Niggaz they understand the boy done became a man
Loyal to all my peeps thats why I did for the fam
Who the FUCK, WANT, WHAT
None of you niggaz Im right back cuz I aint done wit the bidniss
Them niggaz owe me a check, niggaz owe me respect
I give you that good game I told you I been M.A.D.E.
And its Roc-A-Fella Records runnin the streets wreckless
Get Low the future you gotta respect it
And Im from the M to the A to the R-C-Y/why
So many niggaz be hatin they dont want me to ride
But, you see Bleek just livin his life
Instead you wanna see a nigga throwin that iron
Well, so be it
Its many dudes in the team that aint family now
And yall see it
Dynasty though, it remain the same
So every time you throw it up you know who changed the game homie
The ROC army; Get Low and State Property
Caked up in real estate and never played Monopoly
But why them niggaz wanna act all aggy
Cuz of the bigger plate and I got more baggies?
But shit wheres the love
I could tell you it aint nuttin over here but new guns & slugs
And its all about the butter, you aint listen baby boy?
That the ROCll never lose we just kill & destroy
And its Roc-A-Fella Records runnin the streets wreckless
Get Low the future you gotta respect it
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