Lil B - Roc lyrics

rate me

Yea, I’m pocked that money nigga

You and me had dragon up everytime that P.Y.T.

Next tape they see

(yes yes)

We start with nigga’s heads and

I will let make the enemy win without fight nigga

We’ll talk about these steps P.Y.T.

Next tape boy

Yea, the slow deep yea

Yea, yea so are we all pyt?

My nigga is the part in vains with the lair word,

Brand new decade, even if we destroy herd

Putting on the news bitch, with the faith in every word

Before flight, you know about my nerve worth

Pussy as nigga don’t scare me dare me on my motor rack

(yes)

Climbing on nervous speed

P.Y.T nest tape nigga still sweet serve, wrong thing ever

I might get served, taked to the gherro

Slight off like hello, can’t talk man

This is not in my scatchroad

You fool me? The boy talks about nigga

They’re not on my level

Trying to get it in when my scar line’s best bow

Sitting at the lough and my mind don’t shave it

Nigga’s trying to fight that jaimping get them

I’m all alone out hams like tormonedo

Samson get over Delilah, hit them off the raid

You fell me, each of suits paper

Faith to the odious smile with the devil’s grace

Look it guy try like fast, how fucking gone on we?

Nigga say I never see but I don’t believe in him

Aha nigga can’t say ah last for my city though

Last game on my mind, who’s game is smarter?

Pretty game locked on, I’m here to sale it down

Say you got the magnity, hooding gun is saled and done

Small niggas and small dreams, nigga I can’t waste my time

A lot of niggas still young, real all try to stay for tasks

Like an info chest god wether

Like an info chest god wether

Like an info

I’m coming with that info because they have talked to me

Cowboy on jealous, jealousy in mind

That I have ever, pussy nigga’s

P.Y.T. next tape you know is now the Lil B

Curian that shit, who started giving it out, you feel?

And that’s all you feel about it?

That’s all you feel about this shit?

You fell me

Like I said, P.Y.T. pretty young thug next tape

And you know I’ll fuck all with Lil B

Watch around, you know rush or laugh

P.Y.T. next tape

Welcome to this shit, welcome to the board

Do you follow me?

South south to Philadelphia, south south to Virginia

All we do is 8 PM

South south Mayro, all night you’re walking

What they do?

South south Ohio, what they do?

South south kinesis, do you follow me?

South south the Brazil, I’m still begging you

Like I said P.Y.T. is tape nigga for your birds when you beat

(Yes, yes).