future of the roc
young gunz
we got now we don't care who got next
to make sure our niggaz cool and our moms set
it ain't safe every day is a bomb threat
game watered down you work harder or less
just give it all to my daughter wit death
cee and neef baby give us a second
stand tall when they give us the pressure
cause if we fuck up our first chance
fans won't give us a second
listen and learn you missin the message
they will drop you and won't be missin your presence
it don't work nigga give us the weapons
when you murk from the hearst leave you in the desert
45 45's need two in possession
got the mack 11 two intertechers
so ain't no tellin what i do to them vests's
we ain't just shootin out reckless