uhh uhh uhh lets go
uhh bounce uhh bounce
uhh bounce uhh
shit relax your mind let your conscience be free
youre now rollin with them thugs from the roc
sigel sigel in the house
uhhuh sick bastard
get your wig pushed back by the wig pushbacker
uhh uhh memph bleek in the house
still here never left
still bust more or less still puff beeatch
uh uhh uhhuhuhuhh uhh
young hova in the house jigga yeah
crist sipper six dipper wrist glitter nigga
hold up love
everytime you see jigga man im rollin on dubs
dont forget about them blades shit choppin it up
its the motherfuckin roc bitch who hotter than us
jayhov bout to change my name to jay peso
but in the meantime call me william h though
on the platinum yamaha got the engine gunnin
throwin it up like liquor on an empty stomach
cycle whizzes by yall dont hear nuttin
who that mac
nah dawg thats m bleek comin
who the fluck want what
catch bleek in south beach out of the reach of the police
gat on my lap bitch on my back
yak in my pocket smokin the sticky chocolate
holla if you want drama with
the dynasty amil bleek jigga and
sigel desert eagle dawg who else but me
roc ears rocwears bandannas and white tees
me without a gun dawg unlikely
you know i keep the heat right under the wifebeat
threext im lincoln now you cant see the pound
got a little gut so gat sit tucked
i run wild gun high la style
bang the roscoe to the sunrise plus i stay dumb high
whether block shit or rock shit
club shit or drug shit i pop shit i got shit
get sig any track ima spit the talk to it
down south gon bounce crips gon walk to it
get a ounce get a woods everybody spark to it
every dawg every blood in the hood bark to it
get the ounce get the woods everybody spark to it
we can smoke in here put the choke in the air
dont change the game for these hoes
who plays the game like we supposed
sigel sigel in the house
uhhuh sick bastard
get your wig pushed back by the wig pushbacker
dont change the game for these hoes
who plays the game like we supposed
memph bleek in the house
still here never left
still bust more or less still puff beeatch
dont change the game for these hoes
who plays the game like we supposed
young hova in the house jigga
crist sipper six dipper wrist glitter nigga
i wear more bling to the source and soul trains
more chains than rings niggaz wont do a thing
i bangs the fourfour in plain daylight im deranged
spray right at your brain by the way this is hov
one shot dillinger one shot killin ya
its only one roc la familia
sigel lock philly up brooklyn is me
matter of fact the east coast fuck took it from me
fourth album still jay still spittin that real shit
volume 3 still sold more records than will smith
cant call this a comeback i run rap the fuck is yall sayin
five million i done that and i come back to do it again
exsinner grammy award winner
ballin repeatedly highlights on sportscenter
please repeat after me theres only one rule
i will not lose