| Yeah! |
| It’s the world reknown
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| Internationally connected
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| Locally accepted
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| Roc-A-Fella Records
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| Don’t get it confused («Roc, baby»)
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| Doin’what we do («It's The Roc, baby»)
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| B. Sig., Rell, Peedi Crakk, Free, Young H-O, Bleek («You understand»)
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| Introducin'
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| It’s Young C («Young C!»)
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| Home of Philly, young and hungry
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| All the girlies wanna fall in lust with me And every hood in the world discussin’me
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| I hated once when I didn’t give it up to Neef
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| It’s Neef Buck («Neef Buck!»)
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| Out the cut («Out the cut!»)
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| All the haters wanna claim that they fuck with us It ain’t a game, niggas know that they Toys R Us They can’t fuck with us AAAWWWWWW
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| I’m the one
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| Man I’m money, hoes, clothes and shows
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| To do with your ho all wrapped in one
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| I’m not done
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| Man, I’m the shit after its all said and done
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| The one to cop one, come back for another one
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| Quick fast, like rapid refund
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| I’m the grrrrrrr mean green out the money machine
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| I’m not done
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| I’m Omilio, and interviews thought you could hold Sparks in the hood
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| And you like it All those haters talkin shit we don’t like it We love it That black mask, black glove shit
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| Roll up on him don’t budge, bitch
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| With my mack, and my tech
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| And my vest, just like that
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| For them niggas thinkin’Mack Milli not really from the streets
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| I’m that gallstone trapped in the belly of the beast
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| Those seen here we’ll lead you forever
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| And we will not leave you, never
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| And our voices will ring («rrriinngg») together
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| As one
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| AAAWWWWW
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| It’s young Free
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| Move, workin’the wheel
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| Hand jerkin’the V Busters don’t let you crossed the line
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| Thinkin I’m off my job
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| But I’m on like Chris when he popped his cuz
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| Thinkin them slugs’ll fly
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| Call me P.C.
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| Tempers feelin', I peel
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| Look how I’m killin’the wheel
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| The fitted tilt to the left
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| The shirt blend with the sweats
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| Your girls skirts invest
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| She undressin', don’t stare
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| Check the picture nigga
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| I’m the one
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| Young H-O, a game of one
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| What you think I’d do to the brain of that dame you brung
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| Listen hon, twist one, this Armi, sip some
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| It’s only 40 proof, it feel like 151
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| When I’m done
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| Make a run with The Roc
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| Rock Air Force 1's
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| Rock a bun, hide shit in her hair when I come
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| Through customs, cops can’t bust him
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| It’s Hov the Hustler, I’m having one hell of a run
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| And you like it All those haters talkin’shit we don’t like it No, we love it I got a mommy with a body, don’t touch it You can’t fuck wit
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| Young Easy, I on the Just Blaze production
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| You get nothin'
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| We get enough spins
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| Can’t stop us from coppin bottles while we clubbin'
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| It’s the R-O-C forever, tell the public, huh!
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| Those seen here we’ll lead you forever
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| And we will not leave you, never
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| And our voices will ring («rrriinngg») together
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| As one
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| AAAWWWWW |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song As One , by - Jay-Z. Song from the album The Blueprint Collector's Edition, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп