The ROC Just Fire Lyrics by Cam'ron

The ROC Just Fire Lyrics

    [Memphis Bleek]
    Yeah...yeah, nigga...
    Just Blazin' this shit, ya heard?
    It's ya main man...I'm back niggaz...HOLLA!

    My break I'm fresh off it
    I never change, I'm stuck in these ways
    Nike Airs, sweats and Taurus (uh?)
    But I'm-a do it for my enemies
    They wanna end my chill, wanna see what that villa be
    Now what that sound like?
    Plus they know what a clip get down like
    Turn bags from bladders, legs to wheels, paint it peels
    Cuz u fuckin' wit' a nigga that'll jump out, raise the steel
    I live this way it's real...dog...no joke
    Blow smoke in ya bitch face, piss in ya wheels
    Slap ya custies, clap your workers, dead the strip
    Stick ya connect, yap ya bitch
    So let it be known I'm back for my grizzley
    The Sergeant, the Cap, the Mac holds 60
    For rookies and vets I'll bang 'til it click
    So run and tell ya duela the Ruger come wit' two clips, dog
    M-Easy, won't leave, my hood need me
    Pop fa' sheezy, who don't believe me?
    We all criminals but live like a diplomat
    We get low, when the dough low, get it back

    [Beanie Sigel]
    Here is something you can't understaaaaaaaaand
    How I could just kill a man for Killa Cam
    Me and my Roc killa fam, top billers man
    We run the spot, drop ceilings fam...
    Hit the wall drop ceiling fans
    Listen boar, man I show you how to fill a van...
    Up with killers man
    And line the trunk
    Keep a stash box for the nine and the pump
    The coach walk you through and he grind you up
    What-chu want the dope or the weed?
    How you want it packaged? In the cap or the bag?
    How you want me packin'? Wit' the mac or the mag?
    Yeah that Bent get back, but listen scrap...act real fast
    And keep a wack that'll gag ya back
    Block style from ya swagger, ya swacks
    It's the Broad Street Bully bitch
    I bully niggaz on the broadest streets
    I house niggaz on the narrowest BLOCK!
    Know my rules when the barrel get hot
    When the gun blows...and the shots fall...and the smoke clear...
    Man I be hearin' you murder (you ain't here!)
    Nobody hit up in the cross cuz I'm observin' (you ain't here!)
    Nobody be missin' your loss cuz you deserved it
    South Philly niggaz kill at will, I keep my mac-milli CHILLY CHILL
    On the really-real, 'fore I make you niggaz feel this steel...

    [Cam'ron]
    (Killa! Killa!)

    Go 'head stupid niggaz go fuck wit' them chicks
    I'm the third little piggy, I'm-a fuck wit' them bricks
    Better yet the bakery I got pies and cakes
    Nigga think doublin' is turnin' 5 to 8
    I turn 8 to 20, 20 to 100, 100 to 1000
    That to 100,000, in front-a housin'
    Closed 'em all down dog, no one's allowed in
    I'm coppin' everything I'm done wit' browsin'
    It's the top don, glock palm, dot com
    Get your shit rocked ma like Haseem Rahman
    And I'm extra scary
    CEOs all the frontin' ain't necessary, I fuck wit' secretaries
    All for information...it ain't necessary
    They in love like the 14th of February
    Play 'em like April 1st right before I slide off
    It could be March 2nd, sound like July 4th
    Halloween or Memorial Day
    At your memorial be one year from today
    All y'all think it's peace and peachy
    I leave you reesy piecy, all my bitches rock...
    Christian Dior, BCBG...'round phony niggaz get the heeby jeebies
    Hungry hoes say "Killa feed me feed me..."
    Calm down ma, easy easy
    Talk greasy, please me, get my man Weezy
    Still rock Ellesses, to squeeze appease me
    He ain't no tease but measly
    Not Doggy's Angels...KILLA...please believe me...

    [scratches]
    You now rollin' with them thugs from the R-O-C... [Jay-Z]
    Niggaz wanna despise the team... [Beanie Sigel]
    ROC-A-FELLA
    When the shit gets down you know who's doin' the poppin! [Jay-Z]
    [scratches]
    KILLA! [Cam'ron]
    [scratches]
    EASY!
    Fuck those who disagree, my bullets you get 'em FREE! [Bleek]
    Roc-a-roc-a [scratches]
    Roc-a-roc-a [scratches] Roc-a-roc-a
    ROC in this muh [scratches]
    muh-muhfucka... [Jay-Z]

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