Kid Roc

Lyrics

[Intro: HBK] What up, Roc? [Verse 1: HBK] Never trust a bitch, I ain't with the sucka shit Or leave when it's rough as bricks, you could suck a dick Talkin' 'bout you love me, bitch, you could love the clique Your boyfriend or us, bitch? Who you comin' with? Just copped another kit to rub it in your face Call you through to watch me count and shove it in the safe Hustled for the .40 but I tuck it on the waist Fucked her on a pile, feel like I'm fuckin' in a bank Fucked her in my jewels, feel like I'm fuckin' on lake Your shit talkin' good, but it's nothin' to a Great Bottles comin' by the case, I can tell by your face That your ass just a fan, gettin' attention, tryna hate Money comin' by the flock, 'bout to pop a GreenBox I think it's 'bout that time we scream, "Long Live Roc!" "Long Live Roc! Long Live Roc!" I think it's 'bout that time we scream, "Long Live Roc!" [Verse 2: Brighmo Roc] I can't save niggas no more, that was the old me "Friends ain't really friends," mama told me She said, "Be careful of them boys that ain't scared of you" Sure 'nough, everything that she said was true And she was a young parent, she ain't know what to do I was a fool and kept gettin' kicked out of school My mama had my whole family in my ear I was gettin' whoopin's, I ain't shed a tear I swear, it would go in one ear and out the other She like, "You bein' a bad influence to your lil' brother" So, I left the crib on a mission though Five years later, I end up in prison though Blew a quarter since I touched, I've been livin' though I was wounded 'round this bitch, but I'm healin' though Nowadays, I'm tryna stack it to the ceilin' though Nowadays, I'm tryna stack it to the ceilin', bro You poor as hell, boy, in my pager[?] book I be everywhere, might catch me in your neighborhood Keep playin' with me, I'ma leave that bitch vacant God's son, but I be listenin' to satan I'm so tired of all these hoe-niggas hatin' I'm so tired of all these broke bitches fakin' I'm so tired of all my niggas catchin' cases Come home, then it's back to the basics [Outro: Brighmo Roc] 2-6, you know I'm sayin'? Couple of my niggas 'bout to touchdown, you feel me? I just talked to Mooch the other day, he said, "Make a mess." He gon' clean that shit up when he touchdown, nigga. We 'bout to go crazy. Fuck yall niggas