Rock & Roll lyrics

[Intro: Kenzo Balla]
Grrah, grrah, ah
Oh, Frank
Major, that's you?
Every opp shot, everything dead
JabariOnTheBeat
Ah

[Verse 1: Kenzo Balla]
Quick draw, I'm lettin' it spark
Hollow tips, 80 gon' tear up his heart
Hit 'em up, we gon' tear 'em apart
n*gga Dummy got left, he wasn't movin' smart
All the guys on go like a cart
So if we spin an opp, then we gon' get him parked (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Got so many deads, I don't know where to start
So I just just roll the Notti up and then I spark, like
I'm with Blick, he gon' blick 'em
Spin the 'Well tryna make a new victim
Hop out, two, three shots, don't miss it
Flock at his body, watch him get to twitchin'
Call Rayy Balla, he gon' leave him missin'
That's the Makk and I know he gon' get him (Ewok)
If I tell him, "Hit him," hе gon' hit him
I spot a opp with my knocker and end him (Like, what?)
Caught him lackin' and hе ain't have a clue
That n*gga died, he ain't know how to move
If you see me, you know I'ma boom
Why these n*ggas act like they don't know what we do?
TG with me, they know he go ku
We on the 8th, don't lack, don't snooze, like
That's how n*ggas get put on the news (Like, what?)
He got hit, they watched his body ooze, like (Ah)
5z on top, we the n*ggas that's winnin' and really bendin' on the opps
(Free the Dots, Pdot, Wesdot and Hunta, like, let my brothers off the Rock)
Don't stop, we keep uppin' and uppin' until we leave him on his block
Big knock, can't fit in my sock (Like, what?)
He was lackin', got hit and he dropped, like
Only aim for the head and the chest
I told all my n*ggas, "Don't settle for less"
Opps dyin', all them n*ggas stretched
Couple n*ggas got hit just for tappin' they necks, like (They did)
You get shot if you droppin' my set
Brodie back out the rock tryna flock up a Jet, like
Puttin' in pain, all the opps causin' wreck
Still rollin' us, every time, they get stretched, like (Ah)
Spin the Hill, I've been fiendin' to click
Spot one of them kids, then I'm squeezin' and sh*t (Like, what?)
Hit his chest, got him wheezin' and sh*t (He is)
Can't run from this gun, this beam is legit, like
Why the f*ck these n*ggas on my di*k when they mans just got hit and put up in a spliff? (Ah)
Yeah, I'm rich, but I'm takin' that risk (I am)
Kenzo Balla, the demon who ready to blitz, like (Ah)
[Verse 2: Rayy Balla]
Let's rock 'n' roll like heavy metal
Touch one of mines, then your life on the death row
We attached to the blick, we can't let go
I see a opp, I'ma up it and let go
Keep clickin', I like to get close
He with his girl, he might get his b*tch smoked
Lotti and Notti both got they ribs poked
Gun jam up, he get beat with the pole
n*ggas b*tches, they switch like Nintendo
Kenzo gon' up, got 'em duckin' like it's limbo
Clip long, sh*t like a limo
7.62, sh*t'll knock down a hippo
I'm the Makk, wait, who that?
Roll down the window, I'm quick to attack
Tried to run and put six in his back
Smokin' on bro, gon' get left in the past
Smokin' Rah Rah, this sh*t got me smacked
When I'm off a Perc', I be breakin' her back
Lift her head when I f*ck from the back
She movin' tact', she was screamin', "Get back"
All Jets, that sh*t crashed
sh*t look like 9/11 when it blast
It get bad, don't get me mad
Put on my mask, b*tch, I love when we clash
Even when we totin' on the scrap
We throwin' first, we ain't ever throw back
Can't lack, won't lack
Any wrong move, then I'm lettin' it clap (Grrah)
Too tact' when I'm totin' Ms. Jack
Tjay got caught and your brother got stabbed
That's a fact, so you better relax
Blick gon' blick him, hit him in his cap
Chase run down, leave him where he at
How many n*ggas got turned to a pack?
YGK, aim at his face
We want 'em dead, we ain't aimin' for legs (No legs)
[Outro: Kenzo Balla]
Grrah, grrah, grrah, boom
Every opp shot, ah
Ah, like, what?
MB, MB, grrah
What the f*ck?
Every opp shot, everything dead, like, what?
Ah