Lyrics

, we're the ones with the flame "yeah"), we're the fire that remains "turn rell up a little bit"), we're controllin' the game from now on "huh"), yeah! it's the world reknown, internationally connected, locally accepted, roc-a-fella records, don't get it confused "roc, baby"), doin' what we do "it's the roc, baby"), b. sig. rell, peedi crakk, free, young h-o, bleek "you understand"), introducin', it's young c "young c!"), home of philly, young and hungry, all the girlies wanna fall in lust with me, and every hood in the world discussin' me, i hated once when i didn't give it up to neef, it's neef buck "neef buck!"), out the cut "out the cut!"), all the haters wanna claim that they fuck with us, it ain't a game, niggas know that they toys r us, they can't fuck with us, aaawwwwww, i'm the one, man i'm money, hoes, clothes and shows, to do with your ho all wrapped in one, i'm not done, man, i'm the shit after its all said and done, the one to cop one, come back for another one, quick fast, like rapid refund, i'm the grrrrrrr mean green out the money machine, i'm not done, i'm omilio, and interviews thought you could hold sparks in the hood, and you like it, all those haters talkin shit we don't like it, we love it, that black mask, black glove shit, roll up on him don't budge, bitch, with my mack, and my tech, and my vest, just like that, for them niggas thinkin' mack milli not really from the streets, i'm that gallstone trapped in the belly of the beast, those seen here we'll lead you forever, and we will not leave you, never, and our voices will ring "rrriinngg") together, as one, aaawwwww, it's young free, move, workin' the wheel, hand jerkin' the v, busters don't let you crossed the line, thinkin i'm off my job, but i'm on like chris when he popped his cuz, thinkin them slugs'll fly, call me p.c. tempers feelin', i peel, look how i'm killin' the wheel, the fitted tilt to the left, the shirt blend with the sweats, your girls skirts invest, she undressin', don't stare, check the picture nigga, i'm the one, young h-o, a game of one, what you think i'd do to the brain of that dame you brung, listen hon, twist one, this armi, sip some, it's only 40 proof, it feel like 151, when i'm done, make a run with the roc, rock air force 1's, rock a bun, hide shit in her hair when i come, through customs, cops can't bust him, it's hov the hustler, i'm having one hell of a run, and you like it, all those haters talkin' shit we don't like it, no, we love it, i got a mommy with a body, don't touch it, you can't fuck wit, young easy, i on the just blaze production, you get nothin', we get enough spins, can't stop us from coppin bottles while we clubbin', it's the r-o-c forever, tell the public, huh!, those seen here we'll lead you forever, and we will not leave you, never, and our voices will ring "rrriinngg") together, as one, aaawwwww

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Artist: jay-z