Roc Army lyrics ( Jay Z )
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[DJ Clue] Part 1!
[Memphis
Bleek] The Roc!
[Jay-Z] Roc, yeah
y'all it's the Roc
[DJ Clue] New shit,
Roc Army
(Chorus) [Scratches
(Jay-Z)] "Memph, Memph, Memph, Memph Bleek"
<--- Memphis Bleek (Roc-a-fella is the
Army) "Mac, Mac, Mac" <--- Beanie
Sigel "Sparks, O" <---
Jay-Z (Roc-a-fella is the Army) "Lil Chris,
Lil Neef" <--- Beanie Sigel "Freeway"
<--- Jay-Z (Roc-a-fella is the
Army) "Killa," "Cam'Ron" <---
Cam'Ron "Jigga" <--- Jay-Z ("R-O-C
Niggas") <--- Jay-Z (Roc-a-fella is the
Army)
[DJ Clue over the chorus] Jay-Z,
Peedi Crakk Cam'Ron, Freeway
What Clue
[Jay-Z] Illest since the
Row had it, nigga now the Roc got it Nigga get
you blocka'ed lean em like a dope addict Hov
the hustler, CD's a coke habit Ya dancing wit
the devil, muh'fuckas is slow draggin
(C'MON) Hov is big homie, Beanie is the
co-captain
[Freeway] I'll A.K. ya tee,
don't forget about Free Chris and Neef, Sparks
and Oski All my niggas on the streets get low
with M. Bleek (Whew!) Who the fuck want
what
[Cam'Ron] It's the newest
addition, mathematician Cracks in the kitchen,
multiplication Rocks that I slash with
precision Killa Cam
Motherfucker
[Freeway (Cam'Ron)] We got
gats tearin the basement Mac in the car, clap
from a distance (Kill ya man
motherfucker) They track stars, half of them
racin Run from the gate, straight to the
district Freeway motherfucker These hatin
niggas testing my patience (C'mon) Reach for
the Smith-n
(Chorus)
[DJ Clue over
the chorus] Dame Dash Dream
Team
[Sparks] ?Joey froggy bucky? man
about these bucks Dudes wanna get there
burners and buck me (Sparks, Oschino!) Send
they young bucks to trump me Separate me from
the family Bottle me up, that's why keep the
Nina Hollow it up
(Whew!)
[Oschino] Follow em up Guns
drawn, no reasons, no speeches Just hollows
heat seakin (C'mon!) You really wanna piece of
the Roc?
[Jay-Z] Nigga get you
blocka'ed
[Young Chris] Ayo, Chris
wanna see blood (Young) It's on sight like a
Crip when he see Blood
[Peedi
Crakk] Young Chris be easy, it's ya boy
Peedi Roll wit me or ride against me Make
it look easy how I empty out in ya Bentley I'm
a close range shooter, blow flames out the
Ruger Losins for Losers, I got my zoo back
from the devil and I could Cut ya face and
throw the knife in the swewy The block
captain, clappin a gatlin at Sam Bouey Kiss
Madre
(Chorus)
[DJ Clue over the
chorus] DJ Clue, Dame Dash C'mon
Man! Dream Team Part 1 Stupid
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