The Rock Show lyrics

by

Mystikal


Verse one:

36 ounces of thousand in grams
I ain't never had sh*t, now I plot to p*ss or a stick
Ain't nothing in my jeans but some lint and some di*k
Who wanna hunger young rick
Thinking I can't get, out the situation
I'm 'bout to make these b*tches sick
Since a little n*gga, started to vision n*gga
Now when dophines' surely come, I know how much to give her
Single bags to dimes, dimes, tens to twhomp twhomps
Catch me in the set and I'ma have what'cha want want
Playing it raw, I ain't out here for my health
And tell the Temp service, ain't blood myself
Enjoyed myself, blocks away from the melt
And proving thy self from cream that don't melt

Chorus:

(n*gga why) Before real n*gga's kiss up to the man (whomp)
36 ounces of thousand in grams
If it ain't legal and from Uncle Sam
36 ounces of thousand in grams
How I get them cars, houses, and land
36 ounces of thousand in grams
You ain't seeing sh*t till money in hand
36 ounces of thousand in grams
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