Roc U

Album cover art for "Roc U" by Hurricane G

Hurricane G - Rap

Roc U

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Duration: 4:01

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[Hook] Get down Hurricane G: Old school baby what you know about this? What you know about old school I don't know I don't know [Verse 1: Hurricane G] I be that Q,U double E, N Spitting gems from start to end I open this shut case like face to face [?] slow pace Pumping you up like the gym Miss thing thing Make your world spin All up in your skin With the math flows like grin And the more emotions I put into it The harder I ride, don't stop Drop, and my femcees like flow Raw like Lady Saw Niggas can't fuck with this Genova priestess You can't touch this like Tony I be the only boriqua tahina Peritita accide Like Rosie Perez Taking New York undercover Like Lorene Belize From the hood Because Hurricane G makes you feel good (make you feel good) [Chorus:] I just wanna rock you (oh) All night long (hey) I just wanna rock you (oh) All night long (hey) [Verse 2: Hurricane G] I bring more drama Than baby father Rocking body suits and farmers My verbal Ebonics Get you more high than chronics You bought yours, quit and puff Fuck with my stuff Tough, I leave MCs short of breath like ass Screaming at them like nana I damned ya like cotex To your vex Wishing you could grow wings And always Spill ill shit niggas rock all night in hallways Systems and clubs [?] all love Cause Hurricane G All woman guaranteed To make you want all your mans Space out on all my jams I be that Latin lady Who hold it down baby [Chorus] I just wanna rock you (oh) All night long (hey) I just wanna rock you (oh) All night long (hey) [Verse 3: Guy] Hey yo, yo Hey yo This is how I flow So sit back and just check this I wreck this Started I kick it It's perfected Got skills with my hands in the street I'm respected Girls love my sex, cause I do the unexpected Don't bother cause my style is tight like a collar Your style is entertaining like a baby when they holla Raining thunder Hits the paper when I wonder Competition is getting buried six feet under So run your pockets Or catch a slug and you're socket Grab your mics and blast your styles like a rocket (Hey, yeah, uh, uh, check it) (Hurricane G the Latin lady) [Chorus] I just wanna rock you (oh) All night long (hey) I just wanna rock you (oh) All night long (hey) [Outro to fade] I can tellYou wanna boogie I can tell You wanna boogie I can tell You wanna boogie I can tell You wanna boogie I can tell You wanna boogie I can tell You wanna boogie

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  • Hurricane G
  • D Moet