Rock & Roll

Naughty By Nature & Method Man & Redman - Rap, New York Rap
Rock & Roll
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Duration: 3:34
Lyrics
[Intro: Treach & Method Man] And y'all thought it was over Oh hell nah, nah, it ain't over 'til the fat bitch sings, my nigga We ready to rock and roll, goddamn it (Fuck yeah) Dirty Jers'/New Jerusaluem (Shaolin) Naughty by Nature, motherfuckers (Wu-Tang my niggas) Grab your hat bitch (C'mon) Dum, dum, dum, there they go Dum, dum, dum, there they go Dum, dum, dum, there they go Dum, dum, dum, there they go [Verse 1: Treach] Give 'em the realism, statin' the great prism Journalism, the Moses writin', grafitti on the state prison Hard to steer, last year, slash a pop hit Hate related, he's the closest that I lost since Pac (Tupac) Got the Glock blow, ready to rock and roll Give me a shot to go, out the most, cop the blow, knocks'll know Finger fuck the fair place, stash in the stairway But a motherfucker gotta die to get airplay? If I can't spray the airwaves, like a great AK You slay where you lay, babe, "Fuck you," is what I dare say Hatin' niggas 'cause of they passion for rappin' or axin' And sell extortions and jackin' start happenin' Was the clappin', kidnappin' sergeants and captains I'll be mackin' and actin' like a nigga scratchin' from sippin' passion Brrat, brrat, brrat, brrat Brrat (Brrat), brrat (Brrat), come on [Chorus: Treach & Method Man] Ridin' today 'cause I may not be here tomorrow (Ah-ee-ah, ah-ee-ah) World feel the sorrow, click, clack, cl-cl-cl-cloaw, yo Bullets in, barrels off, urban apparel (I know that) Like I told you before, click, clack, cl-cl-cl-cloaw, yo (Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh,uh-huh) Ready to rock and roll (Dum, dum, dum, there they go, ready to rock and roll) Ready to rock and roll (Dum, dum, dum, there they go, ready to rock and roll) Ready to rock and roll (Dum, dum, dum, there they go, uh-huh, uh-huh) Ready to rock and roll (Yo, yo, dum, dum, dum, there they go), come on [Verse 2: Method Man] MCs have the right to remain silent (Hush) Everything you say can and will be held against y'all punk motherfuckers And Mef can only trust ya as far as I can see ya Me need ya? That'll be the day, ya bustas Son, suffer, the consequences, for askin' Competition get an ass kickin' so tremendous I throw my draws in it Who representin' for The Projects tennants since day one? Shit is gettin' deep out here, run your garments, son Like niggas when the police department come Yes, y'all, Mef, y'all, stank ass and all I'm too off the hook it don't make no sense to call (Come on) 1-900-EAT-SHIT, I kick like Cobra Kai My death blow close your eye [Chorus: Treach & Method Man] Ridin' today 'cause I may not be here tomorrow (Ah-ee-ah, ah-ee-ah) World feel the sorrow, click, clack, cl-cl-cl-cloaw, yo Bullets in, barrels off, urban apparel Like I told you before, click, clack, cl-cl-cl-cloaw, yo Ready to rock and roll (Dum, dum, dum, there they go) Ready to rock and roll (Dum, dum, dum, there they go) Ready to rock and roll (Dum, dum, dum, there they go) Ready to rock and roll (Dum, dum, dum, there they go) [Verse 3: Redman] Yo, when I'm ready to rock and roll, I lock and load, I blow the block some mo' Undercover like sellin' cops some blow Bring a pain killer, my name ring a bell Orangutang, I throw it up like gang members Drunk as fuck, walkin' in with the pump tucked Punks get it, nigga, we even jump sluts How 'bout a dump truck sellin' two for five (Two for five) I ride with tools I made outta school supplies I show you it's not serious for y'all Trouble, I got a phone on my wrist to call (Bubble) You niggas know when you pissed 'em off I turn gorilla with football equipment on Cl-cloaw, cl-cloaw, I'm 'bout to tap ya foul (Danger) When the last Rottin Razkal out (Hang up) Phone calls ain't gon' happen now I'm straight facin', you niggas can't ask around [Chorus: Treach & Method Man] Ridin' today 'cause I may not be here tomorrow (Ah-ee-ah, ah-ee-ah) World feel the sorrow, click, clack, cl-cl-cl-cloaw, yo Bullets in, barrels off, urban apparel Like I told you before, click, clack, cl-cl-cl-cloaw, yo Ready to rock and roll (Dum, dum, dum, there they go) Ready to rock and roll (Dum, dum, dum, there they go) Ready to rock and roll (Dum, dum, dum, there they go) Ready to rock and roll (Dum, dum, dum, there they go)
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Credits
- Writers
- Treach
- Redman
- Method Man
- Keith “Wok” Watts
- Jay “Griff” Griffin