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1, 2, Y'All Lyrics
Yo
The other people raps is weak
How dey get discovered
Everybody know me
Hangin' with the R O C
Chillin' in the back of the club
When my spinnaz keep spinnin' all the
Ladies show me love I'm here to takeover
I was originally suppose to replace hova
Not slim thug
They can't hang with me
F*** all y'all lames
And change the game yo
But if these wack a** rappers stay in the game
This s*** is gonna get worse one day I'm a make it big
I'm the best and this goes down to all my niggz
We pull up in them big boy trucks
We be the only young boys that the big boys watch
Neef and C official like a ref wit a whistle
Protect s*** a nickel
Lose breath when I hit you
F*** outta the lane I'm much outta my pain
The stronger the game is quicker
Dinner time cold food
Tearin' ya n*****
Hoes get the same as n*****
Out the north of death we give a f*** about a level
We extort the best
I came to set it off
N****
Maybe
I just want to have it my way
I don't face no fear
So respect me
It's gettin' hot so the shorts is on
Gotta tote the snub it's too warm for the long
You could pass me to baby's zoo
One shot'll turn a n**** face into baby food
Get it clear
Weapons of mass destruction is here
In case
Or would
And a hobby and the process of gettin' money is nothing
I'm not Sosa
No
Is not why I came? It's R O C and M O P
I wipe floors wit little niggas for f*****' wit my team
Time to set it off
Time to set it off
Time to set it off
Time to set it off
Time to set it off
Yo
I'm there now
The real have stare downs and I walk by
Lil' n****
When I c*** it
All the chickenz be where
Car hopping b****** be where the V's at
I plot to get mo
Sometimes
Can't relax in the crib
N*****
You a playa? Well n**** who you working for?
'Cuz who coachin that team that you be otin for?
When I ride by
But I got a ghetto bird that go half on a three eighty
It's the game of life
B****** like you
Do that one
I'm a ghetto n****
Now look all these
Well
Time to set it off
Time to set it off
Time to set it off
Time to set it off
Time to set it off
Yessuh
Hopping out them thangs wit the fresh cuts
Watch right
This that knock
Big homie president
Yessuh
Young gunz
We double them tecs up
N****
I'm in the S 5
With a nice dime
Still
F*****' with mine
I'm so rich that I'm sittin' on the lock
Me and the Roc be switchin' lanes in
The maybach
Ya raps is fake so do the jump off then n**** set it off
Time to set it off
Time to set it off
Time to set it off
Time to set it off
Time to set it off
It's the Roc mutha fuckas
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