Rock & Roll (Dirty)歌词

And y'all thought it was over (Nah nah it ain't over 'til the fat ***** sings my *****)
We ready to
Rock & Roll
God damn it? (**** Yeah)
Dirty Jers'/
New Jerusaluem (Shaolin)
Naughty by
Nature motherf****rs (Wu-Tang my ******)
Grab your hat ***** (C'mon!) [Hook: Method Man]
Dum-dum-dum there they go [x4] [Treach]
Gettin the realism, statin' the great prism
Journalism, the
Moses writin', graffitti on the state prison
Hard to steal, last year, slash a pop hit
Hate related, he's the closest that
I lost since
Pac (Tupac)
Got the glock blown, ready to
Rock & Roll
Give me a shot that go up the most
Cop the blow, nock us no
Finger **** the fair place, that's in the stairway
Gut a motherf****r, gotta die to get airplay
If I can't spray the airwaves, like a great
AK You stay where you lay babe, "**** you" is what
I dare say
Hatin' ****** cuz it ain't passion for rappin' or axin'
So sell extortion and jackin', what's happenin'?
What's that?
The clappin', they'rekidnappin'
Sergeants and
Captains I'll be mackin' and actin' like a ***** scratchin' for super passion (Blap! Blap! Blap! Blap! Blap! C'mon!) [Chorus: Treach (Method Man)]
Rotten and dazed cuz
I may not be here tomorrow (eye-ee-eye, eye-ee-eye)
World feel the sorrow, click clack, blah blah blah bloaw yo
Bullets in, barrels off, urban apparel
Like I told you before, click clack, blah blah blah bloaw yo
Ready to Rock &
Roll (bum bum bum bum bum) {"{"}
Ready to Rock &
Roll} Ready to
Rock & Roll (bum bum bum bum bum) {"{"}
Ready to Rock &
Roll} Ready to
Rock & Roll (bum bum bum bum bum) {"{"}
Ready to Rock &
Roll} [Method Man]
M.C.'s have the right to remain silent
Everything you say can and will be held against y'all punk muh'f****rs
And Mef can only trust ya as far as
I can see ya
Me need ya?
That'll be the.. day, ya bustas
Son suffer, the consequences, for askin'
Competition get an ass kickin' so tremendous
I throw my draws in it
Who representin' for
The Projects tennants since
Day One? S*it is gettin' deep out here, run your garments son
Like ****** when the police depar**ent come
Yes y'all,
Mef y'all, stank ass an' all
I'm too off the hook it don't make no sense to call 1-900-
Eat-s*it,
I get get my cobra c**k
Might death blow, close your eye [Chorus] [Redman]
Ready to Rock &
Roll, I lock your load
I blow the block some mo'
Undercover like sellin' cops some blow
Bring a pain killer, my name ring a bell
Orangutang,
I throw it up like gang members
Crunk as ****, walkin' in with the pump tucked
Punks get it *****, we even jump sluts
How 'bout a dump truck sellin' 2 for 5
I ride with tools
I made out of school supplies
I show you it's not serious for y'all
Trouble, I got a phone on my wrist to call (bubble)
You ****** know when you pissed 'em off
I turn gorilla with football equipment on
Cla-cloaw-cla-cloaw,
I'm 'bout to tap ya foul
Danger, when the last
Rotten Rascal out
Hang up, phone calls ain't gon' happen now
An' I'm straight facin', you ****** can't ask around [Chorus x2]