| | Roc-a-Fella Get Low Respect It Lyrics Artist(Band):Memphis Bleek
You know...we'd always call each other Roc-a-Fellas like you say to somebody "Your gonna like this guy, he's one of us, he's Roc-a-Fella".....ya understand? we're the Roc-a-Fellas.....gangsta....but not just any rapper could be made I mean to become a member of Roc-a-Fella, you gotta be 100% from the street that can trace your name all the way back to your old hood. See it's the highest honor they can give you. Means you belong to a dynasty. Means nobody can fuck around with you. Also means you could fuck around with anyone just as long as they weren't a member of Roc-a-Fella. It's like a license to steal. It's like a license to do anything. And with Jay stepping down.... it was Bleek's turn to be made. OK! I REALODED! (Memphis Bleek) Chyea...you know.....it's young eaze... Get low...in the building...(yea)....we back.... M.A.D.E......everybody ready (ready?) It's that new shit ya hear....... Yo gu...lets do it for these niggas.... "Ayo Roc-a-Fella Records, running the streets reckless get low the future, you gotta respect it" The hood still in back of me, gun still beside of me still for the street, hoe's they wanna ride with me Big crib like I just hit lottery like ya'll can't see a nigga straight from poverty The ghetto or gutter where you don't come around some dudes make records, they say they underground but I choose not to go that far cuz I was born here pa I don't gotta write bars You niggas see my scars, and you know my story I'm all for the war, I'm bout' guts and glory Them other dudes fuck with ya'll I can't do it I don't gotta sell my soul to sell music I put the beat on murda or roll the weed up put it on the street, one week watch it heat up Heavy rotation rockin' on hot nine, (Hot 97) you niggas get your money right cuz I got mind And it's.... (Hook) I've been in it since nine six, before I could drive whips the focus on gettin paid, before +Coming of Age+ Niggas they understand the border became a man loyal to all my peeps this why I did for the fam Who the fuck-want-what None of you niggas Im right back cuz I aint done wit' the buisness Them niggas owe me a check, niggas owe me respect I give you that good game, I told you I've been made And it's....... (Hook) And I'm from M to the A to the R-C-Y so many niggas be hatin' they don't want me to ride but, you see bleek just living his life instead you wanna see a nigga throwin that iron Well, so be it....... It's many dudes in the team that ain't family now and ya'll see it Dynasty though, it remain the same so everytime you throw it up you know who changed the game homie The Roc army, get low and state property caked up in real estate, they never play monopoly But why them niggas wanna act all aggy' cuz of the bigger plate and I got more baggies But shit where's the love, I could tell you there aint nuttin over here but new guns and slugs And it's all about the butter, you ain't listen baby boy that the Roc will never lose, we just build and detroy And it's........ "Roc-a-Fella Records, running the streets reckless get low the future, you gotta respect it" If you find some error in Roc-a-Fella Get Low Respect It Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to Jon Glassic JMoney1362@hotmail.com for submitting the lyrics. Review the song Roc-a-Fella Get Low Respect It The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Memphis Bleek" Music | |
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