Rock Ice lyrics

by

Waka Flocka Flame


[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
I do my thing pull up rolling that swisher
Got my young n*ggas on me, b*tches taking them pictures
Kodak moment when you see me cause my whole clip loaded
SOD, I'm like the bomb then that n*gga exploded
And that pistol is toted
2K holding the Glock
.45 and I hit the block and that b*tch so hot
Pop a collar my n*gga, I'm like a pimp on dro
Got a young ass n*gga and that b*tch is cooking up doe
.44 When I hit the block and I'm rolling up swishers
And them young ass n*ggas got them young ass killers
Got a young ass goon, n*gga 15 years old
With a uzi automatic and it's bigger than swole
Shoot in his nose
Got my young n*ggas with me
And we gonna shoot that b*tch until that motherf*cker empty
And I'm holding the semi, I got 8 on my plate
And 9 came in and punched his ass straight in his face
BasedGod on my side
Make a n*gga remember
And my jewels froze like its the middle September
For you hate ass, fake ass, b*tch ass, snitch ass busters
I'm aiming at the temple for you weak ass motherf*ckers
My n*ggas rolling deep and you know we be riding
SOD we got the money and you know we gonna divide it
I got n*ggas on my team, real n*ggas that's hustling
SOD we getting money for you trick ass busters
[Verse 2: Lil B]
n*gga got diamonds on my motherf*cking neck
Got bad b*tches on my motherf*cking di*k
Straight Westside n*gga come up on a b*tch
n*gga come up over here, bring the blues to your b*tch
Run up on me n*gga get it to your face n*gga
f*cking with that b*tch put that dead to your face
n*gga BasedGod came straight with Soulja Boy
n*gga repping that sh*t, get money then destroy
Taking that b*tch, n*gga iced out
Coming deep n*gga, B-Town in your mouth
Coming through n*gga, real goons in your house
I ain't never gave a f*ck, b*tch yea yell it out
n*gga came in n*gga swagged up shawty
n*gga came in n*gga and tote that Glock 40
Masked up n*gga I ain't playing no games
Came straight through the hood and I ain't saying no names
Me and Soulja Boy, Young BasedGod
Came straight to the clique n*gga ain't want no problem
n*gga know about it, n*gga came and we got him
Pretty Boys n*gga yea we carrying that problem
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