Memphis Bleek

Memphis Bleek

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  • Memphis Bleek R.O.C. Lyrics

           

    [Intro]
    Yo Just man, gimma a heat rock man
    DGL we back in the club again, ya know? Holla
    J-Jeah j-jeah j-jeah bounce! easy!
    Ya heard? we back - bitches
    Don't be scared now, it's the Roc
    We here, ya know? as if we left this bitch (R!)
    Really though, ya know? (gimme the O!)
    Marcy holla, uh oh (C!) Brooklyn
    Let's do this shit right, yo

    [Verse 1]
    I pull up on deuce deuces, still roofless
    No security I move with shooters
    V Tweezy dual exhaust
    Stashbox like a childseat, tucked in the baby Taurus (DGL!)
    I'm on skinnies, two with me
    Battle of Armi, '89 in it I'm blowin on Phillies
    And yeah I'm high as fuck
    And the Roc's the realest click nigga I'm a buy as fuck WHAT!
    Say I'm bug cause I walk with a hung John
    Nine two hund' fifty, don't disrespect me
    I call my nigga seal the deal
    Cause he just brought a G to seal the deal prick!
    And I got that on stand by (stand by)
    What you commercial niggas fly stand buy, won't stand by
    And let a nigga do his dues
    Fuck these hoes, get this bread, rep the crew, the

    [Chorus - repeat 2x]
    R - realest niggas puttin it down
    O - other niggas can't see us now
    C - come through your hood snatch and reap up
    But keep cannon on me to clear streets up

    [Verse 2]
    You talk jewels, my ears got 2K blazers
    Roc jeans, Airs in all flavors
    White tees and fitted's, backwoods and spinage
    That's haze for you dudes who dont get it
    I smoke silver and strawberry
    Easy ball like Maurberry you know I'm not the ordinary
    I keep one that keep one
    Yeah my bitch bag bitches too, we the illest crew
    Nothin change but the rims upgrade
    It's quarters now ma, and I'm on it now
    So hop in, I pull off like toupes
    And the only thing I rock on my hip that's two ways
    My bitch, my beeper, Bleek keep two heaters
    Still peeling the city with two seaters
    And you know how I does it while I'm doin it
    Black coupin it bitch, I keep two in it

    [Chorus]

    [Verse 3]
    Look here, I live wild like Q cousin +Day-Day+
    Anytime I want, I take they K
    +Next Friday+ till November
    Stay two more weeks I'll be home in December
    You know I move like that
    The game all mad cause I'm back with my tool like that
    I'm in that big body truck
    That I whip through the sky like I don't give a fuck
    Got trucks with drivers, cars low mileage
    Just copped it, I drove it and parked it
    Truthfully thats my Sunday wheel
    And your wife, real nice, she my Sunday feel nigga!
    I got one day for her still ok for her
    But by sunrise, I throwed her one high
    You know I'm up and out
    Hit the brake clutch throw it in first, pull out easy gone
    It's the..

    [Chorus]

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