![]() When I roll and shock, they watched me reclaim The momentum when it dropped, how I got through the pain Over setbacks, there's been a lot since I came Still at the top had the Roc for the fame Still droppin' flames, still cock and aim Who got people they know, so I suggest you lay low People I used to know, just don't know me no mo'īut everywhere that I go, I got people I know I know, you got your eyes on me, I feel you watchin' meīut it ain't hard to see that you can't see meĪin't what you thought you saw, you bed-da off not lookin' at allĮverywhere that I go, ain't the same as befo' ![]() We give, Dre his props but that's where it stops, it's the Roc The past present nigga the future, proper In the game word to the hyphen in my name Know the shit I don't write be the illest shit that's ever been recited 'Cause they know is he really like, niggaz feel my pain Niggaz that got life really like what I sing It's only right I got the right to be king I blew breath for you midgets, I gave life to the game You think you Hugh Hefner, you just ridiculous Now you too big for your britches, you got a few little bitches ![]() You was suckin' for so long, talkin' your little neck up You can't disrespect us 'cause you got a little check cut You niggaz ain't know how to floss 'til I came through the door You niggaz ain't know about a Robb Report You cowards is just now learnin' the shit that we talk You was puttin' Peter Pan up in your room, y'all fuckin' with whom? You ever seen so much cham' bust in one night Three hundred mill' later, now you understand us I had it laid out 'fore you knew what a plan was I was prickin' my finger 'fore you knew what a Fam was I was nice with my hands, cuss aight with them hammers I was hittin' the turnpike, aight with the bammers 'Fore you knew what hard white to tame was I was movin' them grams 'fore you, knew what a hand that hand was I was doin' this shit when you was shittin' Pampers Jeah, uhh, it's what I do for a livin' niggaīut I'm a little too famous to shoot these prankstersĪll of these rap singers claimin' they bangersĭoin' all sorts of twisted shit with they fingersĭisrespectin' the game, no home trainin' or manners
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