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Rock Like That
Juvenile Ft Bun B
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U.T.P. in the buildin'
Sinister on the mothafuckin' track nigga
I'm ridin' dirty, weight loads in the grass
Whole hood payin' attention to me, showin' my ass
I just cooked up, and the two was fooled up
I sold my whole thang 'cause my dude 'nem pulled up
They talkin' about a nigga like a hurricane forecast
Boy kinda ignorant, but he can move the coke fast
To hell with the talkin', nigga we can go do it
The pack is right chea, nigga let's roll through it
I'm Down South bred, that's what my mom and my daddy said
Act like New York and smoke kush the Cali way
Gutter, I hustle the corner cuts and alley ways
Word mean nothin' to me, I'm goin' thatta way
I got a dynasty and I ain't throwin' that away
I been investin' my mind upon my strategy
And I don't feel that it's time to put the strap away
It's either that or just I'm full of that Alize
We rock like that, 'cause we rock like that
These U.T.P. niggas, we rock like that
We rock like that, 'cause we rock like that
These Mack million niggas, we rock like that
You can get it quick to ya head
Homeboy, I don't think ya wanna fuck with me
You can get it quick to ya head
Lil' mama, I don't think ya wanna fuck with me
I don't cut no corners to jib for no figures
I ain't kissin' no ass to live with no niggas
I don't need this rap shit, bitch I'm in these streets
When Cash Money done did me, I still got sleep
Hit Kathy on the phone, tell her I need them teat
To set the nigga up to get his Jesus piece
She used to run it with Nadine, now she's a beast
Got a daughter sellin' pussy for a G at least
I move a lil' work, ain't nothin' to brag on
Somethin' to keep me nice and my homie to tag on
24 Inch shoes on the wagon
I got shit poppin' in my hood and I'm that strong
Fiends keep smokin', please don't quit
You want another hit, fiend on this
But watch it, the gun is under the shirt now
My nigga lovin' me, well keep sendin' the work now
We rock like that, 'cause we rock like that
These U.T.P. niggas, we rock like that
We rock like that, 'cause we rock like that
These Mack million niggas, we rock like that
You can get it quick to ya head
Homeboy, I don't think ya wanna fuck with me
You can get it quick to ya head
Lil' mama, I don't think ya wanna fuck with me
Keep it trill, keep it gangsta, pimpin', keep it 100
'Fore a nigga beat and got killed and I'm the one who done it
I'm in H-Town baby, the home of the wholesale
Where niggas don't just give you a brick, they give you the whole bale
Drug deals goin' down in 10 dollar motels
Keep it on the down low 'cause somebody might go tell
I can get you what you need, just have your mail
And send your people 'round here so I can get some more sales
Know that I got more yayo than most niggas goin'
I'm gettin' it from the same niggas bringin' all the dro in
I'm 'bout to get it dropped off, I'mma let ya know when
(Shit, I'm tryin' to spend like 50 with ya dawg) Shit, fo' sho' then
Bring your money with ya, counted and wrapped up
And move like ya s'posed to be movin' because we strapped up
Don't get yourself clapped up for no reason
'Cause we won't hesitate when it come down to the squeezin'
We rock like that, 'cause we rock like that
These Third Coast niggas, we rock like that
'Cause we rock like that, 'cause we rock like that
These Rap-a-Lot niggas, we rock like that
You can get it quick to ya head
Homeboy, I don't think ya wanna fuck with me
You can get it quick to ya head
Lil' mama, I don't think ya wanna fuck with me