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Rock Like That (feat. Bun B)

You,T, P, in the buildin'

Sinista on the' trackI'm ridin' dirty, way low to the grass

Whole hood payin' attention to me showin'

I just cooked up and the tube was fulled up

I sold my whole thang 'cause my dude and them pulled upThey talkin' about a nigga like a hurricane forecast

Boy kinda ignorant but he could move the fast

To hell with the talkin', we could go do it

The package right here, let's roll through itI'm down South bred, that's what my mamma and my daddy say

Acts like New York and smoke the Cali way

Gutter, I hustled the corner, cuts and alleyways

Word mean nothin' to me, I'm goin' that-a-wayI got a dynasty and I ain't throwin' that away

I've been investin' my rhyme up on my strategy

And I don't feel that it's time to put the strap away

It's either that or just I'm full of that AlizaeWe rock like that 'cause we rock like that

These you, T, P, we rock like that

We rock like that 'cause we rock like that

These Magnolia, we rock like thatYou can get it quick to your head, homeboy

I don't think you wanna fuck with me

You can get it quick to your head, lil' mama

I don't think you wanna fuck with meI don't cut no corners to jip for no figures

I ain't kissin' no ass to live with no nigga

I don't need this rap, bitch I'm in these streets

When Cash Money didn't pay me, I still got sleepGet capped, you're on the phone, tell her I need the teeth

To set the nigga up to get his Jesus piece

She used to run it with Nate Dean, now she's a beast

Got her daughter sellin' for a 'G' at leastI move a lil' work, ain't nothin' to brag on

Somethin' to keep me nice and my homie to tag on

Twenty-four inch shoes on the rag on

I got poppin' in my hood and I'm that strongFiends keep smokin', please don't quit

You want another ?, Fiend on this

But watch it, the gun is under the shirt now

Me lead love and me will keep sendin' the work downWe rock like that 'cause we rock like that

These you, T, P niggaz we rock like that

We rock like that 'cause we rock like that

These Magnolia, we rock like thatYou can get it quick to your head, homeboy

I don't think you wanna fuck with me

You can get it quick to your head, lil' mama

I don't think you wanna fuck with meKeep it trill, keep it gangsta, pimpin' keep it hundred

Before a nigga be done got killed

And I'm the one who done it

I'm in H-Town baby, the home of the hoe sale

Where niggaz don't just give you a brick

They give you the whole dealDrug deals goin' down at ten dollar motels

Keep it on the down-low

'Cause somebody might go tell

Like it, get you what you need, just have yo' mail

And send your people 'round here

So I can get some more saleKnow that I got more yayo that most niggaz goin'

I'm gettin' it from the same bringin' all the in

I'm 'bout to get it dropped off, I'ma let you know when

(Shit, I'm tryin' to spend like fifty wit ya, dog)

Shit, fo' sho' thenBring your money with you, counted and wrapped up

And move like you 'sposed to be movin' because we strapped up

Don't get yourself clapped up for no reason

'Cause we won't hesitate

When it come down to the squeezin'We rock like that 'cause we rock like that

These Third Coast, we rock like that

'Cause we rock like that 'cause we rock like that

These rap, a, lot, we rock like thatYou can get it quick to your head, homeboy

I don't think you wanna fuck with me

You can get it quick to your head, lil' mama

I don't think you wanna fuck with me

Songwriters

Gray, Teruis / Freeman, Bernard James / Freeman, TerrancePublished by

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