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Correct Roc Cafe Lyrics
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[Chorus: Memphis Bleek] Sawed-off shotgun, hand on the pump Sippin that Arme', puffin on a blunt All I know is my shit better bump What? La la la la la-la la lahhh (yo, yo) [Verse One: Memphis Bleek] ["Memph' Bleek always smokin that +La La La+"] You right Groupies they be actin too crazy, tell 'em they too hype They want leave with a G like Eas' Educated the bullshit, got a degree in these streets But, I dare a nigga act all crazy The Tec'll tear his back all crazy And you know I stay bent off the Arme' Regardless if solo or I'm deep with my army I rep, straight from the jacked M-P If I put the Tec up I gotta tote the D. E But wait! You know I'm ridin with Sauce And we ridin this song from out the Robb Report Dawg, I'm from the street, from the best I'm taught I'll get your man tied and lost, fuck the cost Got a couple of my killers who stand by And I'm G-Force stat' nigga, never fly stand-by [Hook: Jay-Z samples] "It's the R.O.C. Cafe - ya mean?" "Memph' Bleek, Young and Mack - ya mean?" "Get back - ya mean? Get clapped - ya mean?" "Get back - ya mean? Get clapped - ya mean?" [Chorus:] [Verse Two: Beanie Sigel] Mack keep the weapon drawn, see you niggaz that rat And keep them dresses on; it's gettin outta hand Niggaz takin a stand, pickin out they man Liftin they right hand and snitch on they right-hand What's behind that shit? You both push bricks But you gon' make a statement, and sign that shit? After that anything goes - the kids crack the bridge of they nose I stand, react and live out in the cold I'd rather die than be labeled a snitch, snake, rat or a bitch I hate a D, but I know I'm a prick (uhh) You fuckin lames in the game actin sweet, never came from the streets Type to get locked and change your name to Shareef It's fucked up when your team got a bitch on it With bench warmers, you got bench warrants Detective got a Tec with two prints on it But you the only one who get arrested, and pinched for it [Hook + Chorus] [Interlude] I kinda wanna make an announcement I'm not sure if it's too early but fuck it I'ma do it anyway Joe Budden is officially on Roc-A-Fella Holla back [Verse Three: Joe Budden] Oh oh, get familiar whattup! Who you gon' tell boy, caked up, spend it well boy (ohh) Talkin 'bout big faces like "Hellboy" (ohh) Oh well, still get compared to rappers Hangin onto another rapper coattail (nah) Keep the punches, I'd rather get substance Good knowin they get it from Budden Good knowin they jackin from the guy (tell him) use his own style Hang 'em and nail him down like "The Passion of the Christ" now That gray thing I'm in A red stripe is spaced like the 18 van (But) And y'all don't wanna see Jers' (why?) Cause it's full of them toys that e'rybody keep rockin on t-shirts (Welcome to the uhh) 'Bout to cop the Crossfire Cause e'ry time a truck stop I'm in crossfire (And I) I been away y'all, handlin these court priors (But) Album out this August and it's on fire Yeah, yeah, yeah! [Hook + Chorus] [Scratches] "The the Roc, the-the the Roc" - "R.O.C." "The the Roc, the-the the Roc" - "R.O.C." "The the Roc, the-the the Roc" - "R.O.C." "The Roc, Roc, Roc, Rrrr..." - "R.O.C." Clinton Clinton Clinton Sparks "G-g-get familiar!"
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