[Featuring J.D. R.O.C.]

Dj Clue: Whaaaaaaaaaaaat!!!

Chorus 2X

R.O.C. (J.D.):

Now all my niggas say what(what)

We dont give a fuck(uh huh) gotta let a bitch be a ho(hoooo)

Now all my niggas say what

We dont give a fuck

Gotta let a nigga stack dough(money money)

[J.D.]

All the niggas fuckin in between be the the main man

Never get stuck on the scene without a game plan understand

I went from pop lock into tops droppin

To one of the reasons why the day parties keep rockin

No stoppin niggas is like (wa-what?)

And shorty from the south keep fuckin it up

I'm the glitter and the gliss of this industry

Makin hits, is how ya'll remember me

Niggas dream to be like this one here

JD type cat dont dissapear

I'm the J to the E, R to the M

A-I-N-E, got so many

Bitches I should set up shop

Bettin against me,

Please! my bank dont stop

I come through, bumpin Clue, with a 7-5-0

Screamin, I gots to have it, I love the dough

Chorus 2X

[R.O.C.]

Nobody wanna fuck with the R.O.C.

Young G from the streets

And he's banned from t.v.

Nobody said life was easy

Out on the block

I got shot

And nobody came to see me

Back on my feet

Packed my heat

Got back in the beef

Blazed it up

Are ya muthafuckas lookin for me

Raized it up

And now they see I'm makin rap songs

All I ask is my real doggs smash on...

I said yea and ya dont stop

Cuz its a 1-8-7 when ya fuck wit R.O.C.!!

I said yea and ya dont quit

I'm comin live from the Bricks wit the gangsta shit

All my niggas on the corner at the end of the block

Infront of the stores, shak