Raekwon, Ghostface Killah, Jim Jones, Kobe - Rock N Roll lyrics
[Raekwon, Ghostface Killah, Jim Jones, Kobe - Rock N Roll lyrics]
Hey lil mama, I got some of that Bon Jovi
You know me, high flying in the air like
Living on a prayer
We're on the corner serving
That rock'n'roll, rock'n'roll, rock'n'roll
Posted on the corner with the rock'n'roll
Rock'n'roll
Willie Nelson nigga, we run flusty
Crocodile hat cowboy rap, hammer game trusty
Diamonds on from Ghana
Boca retire in a yacht
With the middle name Lex, pop my llama
Movies get made in HD
Let me get your eighty-three
I'mma scout faces so straight meetings
There's nothing you can do
With my real niggas
Not the ones I rest my head with
My son a real crew piranha
Two wheels scooters, the new Rugers
Floating through the Beverly Center
I count a ten up with my shooters
All these is high powered, Bob Dylan style
My niggas post it up, yeah frontin' at
Mr chow's, titanium hustle, switch color
Most of them rich brothers are only
On fucking and switch nuggets
Luggage is the real shit
Who kill shit niggas is nothing
Blow a blunt, repeal shit
Hey little mama, little mama
I got some of that Bon Jovi you know me
High flying in the air like
Living on a prayer
We're on the corner serving
That rock'n'roll, rock'n'roll, rock'n'roll
Post it on the corner with the rock'n'roll
Rock'n'roll hey little mama
Have you ever took a hit of Mick Jagger
Yeah, better will blast ya now take
It hit of this rock'n'roll, rock'n'roll
Yo, everything platinum, even my baggage
You want a platinum rock? Then go see Larry
He got the yellow hat, yellow Maxes Air
Looking like me
With a yellow back, pretty long hair
Suck a dick like Karrine Steffans
With Bobby Brown on speed dial
His ex dial stay on the check-in
I got that Mickey, baby, little mama
I got the bomb, call me Tom Brady
Move like a running back, 21 Tomlinson
Know how to push it back
You should pay homage and
Shit is too potent
Make you feel like vomiting your black
White birds can give me five like Donovan
Pop the champagne for the illest
Hustler in the game
I got the Pink Floyd, Ozzy all day
And I ain't even mention my deals yet
Cuz I don't wanna have you freaked
Out over this real shit
(Harlem stand up, we in the building
Let the birds fly rock star to my heart
Anything else? Uncivilised, go)
Rock star like the Red Hot Chili Peppers
I can't front red tops got me feeling extra
I drop the top so I can show the stones
I got the sour so I'm Rolling Stones
I'm popping shit on my mobile phone
I never slip cause I keep
The fully loaded chrome
And have my niggas even stay
That's why we pour a liquor
For the Grateful Dead, we miss you
Where I'm from, it's either guns or roses
And fuck with me you need a bunch of roses
And Lord knows I keep the Led Zeppelin
A nigga put it then we dead ressing
You can tell a bitch is still an e
We got that white girl nigga Sheila E
Diplomats we the Eagles
(Killa) we finna be greater than the Beatles
You know me, high flying in the air like
Living on a prayer
We're on the corner serving
That rock'n'roll, rock'n'roll, rock'n'roll
Posted on the corner with the rock'n'roll
Rock'n'roll
Willie Nelson nigga, we run flusty
Crocodile hat cowboy rap, hammer game trusty
Diamonds on from Ghana
Boca retire in a yacht
With the middle name Lex, pop my llama
Movies get made in HD
Let me get your eighty-three
I'mma scout faces so straight meetings
There's nothing you can do
With my real niggas
Not the ones I rest my head with
My son a real crew piranha
Two wheels scooters, the new Rugers
Floating through the Beverly Center
I count a ten up with my shooters
All these is high powered, Bob Dylan style
My niggas post it up, yeah frontin' at
Mr chow's, titanium hustle, switch color
Most of them rich brothers are only
On fucking and switch nuggets
Luggage is the real shit
Who kill shit niggas is nothing
Blow a blunt, repeal shit
Hey little mama, little mama
I got some of that Bon Jovi you know me
High flying in the air like
Living on a prayer
We're on the corner serving
That rock'n'roll, rock'n'roll, rock'n'roll
Post it on the corner with the rock'n'roll
Rock'n'roll hey little mama
Have you ever took a hit of Mick Jagger
Yeah, better will blast ya now take
It hit of this rock'n'roll, rock'n'roll
Yo, everything platinum, even my baggage
You want a platinum rock? Then go see Larry
He got the yellow hat, yellow Maxes Air
Looking like me
With a yellow back, pretty long hair
Suck a dick like Karrine Steffans
With Bobby Brown on speed dial
His ex dial stay on the check-in
I got that Mickey, baby, little mama
I got the bomb, call me Tom Brady
Move like a running back, 21 Tomlinson
Know how to push it back
You should pay homage and
Shit is too potent
Make you feel like vomiting your black
White birds can give me five like Donovan
Pop the champagne for the illest
Hustler in the game
I got the Pink Floyd, Ozzy all day
And I ain't even mention my deals yet
Cuz I don't wanna have you freaked
Out over this real shit
(Harlem stand up, we in the building
Let the birds fly rock star to my heart
Anything else? Uncivilised, go)
Rock star like the Red Hot Chili Peppers
I can't front red tops got me feeling extra
I drop the top so I can show the stones
I got the sour so I'm Rolling Stones
I'm popping shit on my mobile phone
I never slip cause I keep
The fully loaded chrome
And have my niggas even stay
That's why we pour a liquor
For the Grateful Dead, we miss you
Where I'm from, it's either guns or roses
And fuck with me you need a bunch of roses
And Lord knows I keep the Led Zeppelin
A nigga put it then we dead ressing
You can tell a bitch is still an e
We got that white girl nigga Sheila E
Diplomats we the Eagles
(Killa) we finna be greater than the Beatles