Rock 4 Rock

Hit a small town

Get a room close to the block

Hit the scene and shoot that bitch

Up and wait for the cops

When it cool, put my work out

Issue the passion

Shoot that motherfucker up again

When niggas get back

These motherfuckers got a death wish

Fuckin' with 'Ak playin' games like it ain't

No consequences of that

Yeah I said it and I meant it

I got brave for a rep playin' cool

Put my bait out and just wait for the cat

Bloodline, purified

I'm so gangsterous with it

Can't a motherfucker out here breathe

And tell you no different, bitches

More bounce to the ounce

Cause the porm is shit

I done got me 50 ounces

I done permed this bitch

Tightened up, no slack

Bitches checkin my stock

Got some birds that set a nigga

Some I go rock for rock

More bounce to the ounce

Cause the porm is shit

I done got me 50 ounces

I done permed this bitch

Tightened up, no slack

Bitches checkin my stock

Got some birds that set a nigga

Some I go rock for rock (rock for rock)

Here it is, motherfucker

Let the champagne hold

K-si-si pimpin, Willie D in the do'

It's a free world, gon' hustle

Get yo' scrill you can do what you wanna do

Just not 'round here

Cause this is, my hood, my block, my street

You wanna sell a cool cup?

You gotta go through me

If the po' po's jam you up, I ain'st to talk

I'm the cat with the H Town, gangster walk

Baby want me cause she saw

Me in that Chinchilla coat

I'mma fuck her in the mouth

Let the nut in her throat

Before buddy get out of line

I'mma get him fo' sho'

But it's gon' be about my respect

Not over no ho let my work come up missin

You gon' kick it with dead men

Cause bitch I'mma beat yo' head in

I been paid, been makin fast bucks

Nigga you work with Whitney

Shut yo' broke ass up!

More bounce to the ounce

Cause the porm is shit

I done got me 50 ounces

I done permed this bitch

Tightened up, no slack

Bitches checkin my stock

Got some birds that set a nigga

Some I go rock for rock

More bounce to the ounce

Cause the porm is shit

I done got me 50 ounces

I done permed this bitch

Tightened up, no slack

Bitches checkin my stock

Got some birds that set a nigga

Some I go rock for rock (rock for rock)

I'm in the project

Parkin on the Westside of town (town)

In the kitchen tryna cook myself

Up a couple of pounds (pounds)

With a 4 gallon pot, a beaker kit and B-12

(twelve) try to whip me up a

5 piece my muthafuckin self! (self)

The focus's on how to win, doors cracked open

Niggas peekin through the blinds

(for what?) incase somebody scoping

Rag tied around my face

(why?) the fumes real strong

And I'mma be over the stove

Cause it's all night long

OG rock bone done been out on the scene

(scene) a cocaine cowboy just like Will-Lean

(Will-Lean)

My reputation is stronger than rat piss

Legendary for the lyrics and

My muthafuckin wrist (huh)

The brokedown seven, brought back fifteen

That was still so strong

(and what?) it killed ten fiends

That's a mean whip game

(game) , if ever there was

But it ain't nothin cause a trill nigga

Do what it does with more bounce

More bounce to the ounce

Cause the porm is shit

I done got me 50 ounces

I done permed this bitch

Tightened up, no slack

Bitches checkin my stock

Got some birds that set a nigga

Some I go rock for rock

More bounce to the ounce

Cause the porm is shit

I done got me 50 ounces

I done permed this bitch

Tightened up, no slack

Bitches checkin my stock

Got some birds that set a nigga

Some I go rock for rock (rock for rock)