Lirik Lagu Rock 4 Rock 4 - Pimp C
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(feat. Bun B, Scarface, Willie D)
[Intro: Pimp C]Uh! Uh! Check one two, one two, one two bitch! (bitch!)It's goin down (goin down!).. know what I'm talkin 'bout!? (talkin' bout!?)Sweet Jones! (Jones!) It's goin down! Hold up...
[Pimp C]They wanna rob like us, wanna talk like us (us!)Pussy ass niggaz wanna bark like us (us!)Suckin hoes' pussy that I used to fuck withIn ya mind, you a bitch, you really wanna suck my dick (you a bitch!)I'm puttin fresh coke on the corner (uh!)Got the ghetto set hot as a sauna (uh!)I-10, I'ma win if I make it back (uh!)Gotta tell you shit slow, through the anti-wet (anti-wet!)The laws colder than an icicle (icicle)Uh! And mine sour as a diced pickleUh! My pie rest game is legitMicrowave, I'm the shit, rippin business from 36 (36!)You wanna know how I did that?Get my blow from Mexico, that's where the scammer at (scammer at!)I'm talkin 'bout that flaky, flaky'Cause you ain't gon' win the life, hittin strippers like the dykes get
[Chorus: Pimp C]More bounce to the ounce, 'cause the porm is shitI done got me 50 ounces, I done permed this bitchTightened up, no slack, bitches checkin my stockGot some birds that set a nigga, some I go rock for rockMore bounce to the ounce, 'cause the porm is shitI done got me 50 ounces, I done permed this bitchTightened up, no slack, bitches checkin my stockGot some birds that set a nigga, some I go rock for rock (rock for rock)
[Scarface]I started small time dope game, you know the taleTennis balls, flipped to 7 ounces on the steelOpen pot full of yellow bag of razors and resumesNigga standing at the door with AK's and Desert'sStash spot for the glass, I was pushin the tintedLow hats, college shirts on, lookin to get itHit a small town, get a room close to the blockHit the scene and shoot that bitch up and wait for the copsWhen it cool, put my work out, issue the passionShoot that motherfucker up again when niggaz get backThese motherfuckers got a death wish, fuckin with "AK"Playin games like it ain't no consequences of thatYeah I said it and I meant it, I got brave for a repPlayin cool, put my bait out and just wait for the catBloodline, purified, I'm so gangsterous with itCan't a motherfucker out here breathe and tell you no different, bitches
[Chorus]
[Willie D]Here it is, motherfucker, let the champagne holdK-si-si pimpin, Willie D in the do'It's a free world, gon' hustle, get yo' scrillYou can do what you wanna do, just not 'round here'Cause this is, my hood, my block, my streetYou wanna sell a cool cup? You gotta go through meIf the po' po's jam you up, I ain'st to talkI'm the cat with the H-Town, gangster walkBaby want me 'cause she saw me in that Chinchilla coatI'ma fuck her in the mouth, let the nut in her throatBefore buddy get out of line, I'ma get him fo' sho'But it's gon' be about my respect, not over no hoeLet my work come up missin, you gon' kick it with dead men'Cause bitch I'ma beat yo' head inI been paid, been makin fast bucksNigga you work with Whitney, shut yo' broke ass up!
[Chorus]
[Bun B]I'm in the project, parkin on the Westside of town (town)In the kitchen tryna cook myself up a couple of pounds (pounds)With a 4 gallon pot, a beaker kit and B-12 (twelve)Try to whip me up a 5 piece my muthafuckin self! (self!)The focus's on how to win, doors cracked openNiggaz peekin through the blinds, (for what?) incase somebody scopingRag tied around my face, (why?) the fumes real strongAnd I'ma be over the stove 'cause it's all night longO.G. rock bone done been out on the scene (scene)A cocaine cowboy just like Will-Lean (Will-Lean)My reputation is stronger than rat pissLegendary for the lyrics and my muthafuckin wrist (huh!)The brokedown seven, brought back fifteenThat was still so strong, (and what?) it killed ten fiendsThat's a mean whip game (game), if ever there wasBut it ain't nothin 'cause a trill nigga do what it does with more bounce
[Chorus]
[Intro: Pimp C]Uh! Uh! Check one two, one two, one two bitch! (bitch!)It's goin down (goin down!).. know what I'm talkin 'bout!? (talkin' bout!?)Sweet Jones! (Jones!) It's goin down! Hold up...
[Pimp C]They wanna rob like us, wanna talk like us (us!)Pussy ass niggaz wanna bark like us (us!)Suckin hoes' pussy that I used to fuck withIn ya mind, you a bitch, you really wanna suck my dick (you a bitch!)I'm puttin fresh coke on the corner (uh!)Got the ghetto set hot as a sauna (uh!)I-10, I'ma win if I make it back (uh!)Gotta tell you shit slow, through the anti-wet (anti-wet!)The laws colder than an icicle (icicle)Uh! And mine sour as a diced pickleUh! My pie rest game is legitMicrowave, I'm the shit, rippin business from 36 (36!)You wanna know how I did that?Get my blow from Mexico, that's where the scammer at (scammer at!)I'm talkin 'bout that flaky, flaky'Cause you ain't gon' win the life, hittin strippers like the dykes get
[Chorus: Pimp C]More bounce to the ounce, 'cause the porm is shitI done got me 50 ounces, I done permed this bitchTightened up, no slack, bitches checkin my stockGot some birds that set a nigga, some I go rock for rockMore bounce to the ounce, 'cause the porm is shitI done got me 50 ounces, I done permed this bitchTightened up, no slack, bitches checkin my stockGot some birds that set a nigga, some I go rock for rock (rock for rock)
[Scarface]I started small time dope game, you know the taleTennis balls, flipped to 7 ounces on the steelOpen pot full of yellow bag of razors and resumesNigga standing at the door with AK's and Desert'sStash spot for the glass, I was pushin the tintedLow hats, college shirts on, lookin to get itHit a small town, get a room close to the blockHit the scene and shoot that bitch up and wait for the copsWhen it cool, put my work out, issue the passionShoot that motherfucker up again when niggaz get backThese motherfuckers got a death wish, fuckin with "AK"Playin games like it ain't no consequences of thatYeah I said it and I meant it, I got brave for a repPlayin cool, put my bait out and just wait for the catBloodline, purified, I'm so gangsterous with itCan't a motherfucker out here breathe and tell you no different, bitches
[Chorus]
[Willie D]Here it is, motherfucker, let the champagne holdK-si-si pimpin, Willie D in the do'It's a free world, gon' hustle, get yo' scrillYou can do what you wanna do, just not 'round here'Cause this is, my hood, my block, my streetYou wanna sell a cool cup? You gotta go through meIf the po' po's jam you up, I ain'st to talkI'm the cat with the H-Town, gangster walkBaby want me 'cause she saw me in that Chinchilla coatI'ma fuck her in the mouth, let the nut in her throatBefore buddy get out of line, I'ma get him fo' sho'But it's gon' be about my respect, not over no hoeLet my work come up missin, you gon' kick it with dead men'Cause bitch I'ma beat yo' head inI been paid, been makin fast bucksNigga you work with Whitney, shut yo' broke ass up!
[Chorus]
[Bun B]I'm in the project, parkin on the Westside of town (town)In the kitchen tryna cook myself up a couple of pounds (pounds)With a 4 gallon pot, a beaker kit and B-12 (twelve)Try to whip me up a 5 piece my muthafuckin self! (self!)The focus's on how to win, doors cracked openNiggaz peekin through the blinds, (for what?) incase somebody scopingRag tied around my face, (why?) the fumes real strongAnd I'ma be over the stove 'cause it's all night longO.G. rock bone done been out on the scene (scene)A cocaine cowboy just like Will-Lean (Will-Lean)My reputation is stronger than rat pissLegendary for the lyrics and my muthafuckin wrist (huh!)The brokedown seven, brought back fifteenThat was still so strong, (and what?) it killed ten fiendsThat's a mean whip game (game), if ever there wasBut it ain't nothin 'cause a trill nigga do what it does with more bounce
[Chorus]
