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Roc Marciano

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    Uh (Ooh)
    Hundred block (Ooh)

    Yo, uh, brung game to the rap game
    Got it shakin' like a crack game, black face Patek plain Jane
    Blank tee with the paper plane
    Ayy, everything on me brand name
    But you rarely see any brand names on me anyway
    Hands freeze like a chilly day (Woo)
    Uh, this is guaranteed to make the city shake
    The pinky ring one-fifty K
    That's enough to break your lil' piggy bank
    Uh, whipping weight
    Every which way whipping the brick like a slave
    The shipment was bigger than Ricki Lake (Uh)
    The bitches was sniffing yay
    Uh, sniffing the yay off the tray, '96 Dennis and Ray
    Celebrating with an eighth, bitch, I cannot feel my face
    Trick, I think I'm Lil Wayne
    Ayy, I'm out here making it rain, I done created a lane
    I been straight putting in pain, whippin' the Wraith on the blade
    Breakin' these hoes, makin' plays, niggas gon' hate to the grave
    Niggas gon' hate to the, uh, niggas gon' hate to the
    Niggas gon' hate to the grave, this shit is like Abel and Cain
    Be careful, you playing with flames, great with the aim
    Cartier frames with the waves, Charly Wingate with the wave
    Dr. Dre back on the Tanqueray
    Warren G and Nate Dogg on the Regulate
    TEC in the Chevrolet
    Uh, you know the resume, with the weapon, I'm Leatherface
    The Bottegas is heather grey
    It feel like I just walked into Heaven's gate
    With eleven chains (Uh)
    Levitate, 38 with the electric tape
    Niggas stressing for internet fame
    Shit is sex, we ain’t into them games

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    We don't play (We don't play, nigga)
    We don't play, we don't play (You know we don't play, boy)
    (Woo, woo)
    We don't play, we don't play
    We don't play, we don't play

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