Yo, now if my posse on Broadway. I'm stuck at a red light. Lookin at the gas tank. Then I see the gas light. Stop at the station. He like "Ay yo why ya
live Remember you don't stop Kickin' it, and you don't stop Rock, d-dot, d-dot, rock the spot Stick 'em and you don't stop, hah Stick 'em, run rocks
doctor a call, yeah Doctor rock will help you anytime at all Gotta see my rock'n'roll doctor Gotta see my rock'n'roll doctor Gotta see my rock'n'roll
my Cadillac Rock Box, Rock box Fill 'em up, shoot 'em up, sit before you fall down Oh yeah, bury me in my Cadillac Rock Box Rock, rock, box
Woh ho ho Yeah he yeah Just rockin' to the music... Dance... Dance... I know it's foolish but I like your touch It keeps me movin' till I've had
Well... Oh baby baby. Don't you want a man like me? Oh baby baby, I'm just as sweet as anybody could be Oh baby baby, I want to look to your eyes, of
's kinda weak That you really think you're gonna get my rocks off Get my top and socks off by showing me the dollars in your drop-box Me and all my friends
of herb won't dissolve my stress Still I ride to the death, love hip-hop 'Cause Afrikabababa was def, a lot of respect Feel Me? Fuck to the rock, Sean
split your head and your chest, now rock to the beat Yo, we got the obscure shit for the street Nevertheless, we split your head and your chest, now rock
s kinda hard to describe if you know what I mean I never claimed to be the hardest of the roughest hard rocks But I'm boomin' out yo' box, skills got
[Ice-T] Peace out Motherfuckers said I'd never survive, here I am Check your sound scan virally grand out the box Bitches and glocks, hoes got rocks
gift There's absolutely no question who I'd rather be with I love ladies I seen this fly girl walkin' down the street Jammin' a box rockin' to the
gamble With your grill, I got a fist like an anvil I write a record, lock it on the topic Evil and IZ dog the track, then we drop it Record stores rock
As my bass is max'n out the v.u.s on your box There'll be no doubt within your mind wheter this MC do rock Like granite. I planned it. So you could
change passing 'round the street He sleeps under the bridge in a cardboard box But when the stars come out he?s ready to rock He says hey man, here I am Rocking
with skills, good luck could happen Let's go C'mon it's the rock C'mon it's the rock C'mon it's the rock C'mon it's the rock That's right It got to
nigga ass by his self or with a group too Who? Fight back, oh, it like that? Where my knife at? Shawty, I be right back Fresh out the box, I'ma mash
exterior, interior lemonade Yellow wit' da off-white trim I call that dat super drank Yellow diamond pinky ring Call that dere da lemon rock Jewelry box