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[Intro] Oh, (oh), oh, (oh) H-A-R-D-R-O-C-K yo BK no Oh, oh, oh (EA Sports) [Bridge] You ain't gotta love what I do, like what I do But you gon' respect what I do I don't like nothin' about you, frontin' about you We gon' get money without you [Verse 1] When shakedown come through, we break the live through And sack ya quarterback, they can't find you My defense, crush ya offense Wit no conscience, we tolerate, no nonsense When Warren Sapp on the line, it's trouble We got a blitz to stagnate, ya whole hustle Is I, one nine on my arm, like the jersey Keyshawn John-son, shakdown, strong-arm I rock heavy ice, when I'm cruisin Caught a bullet like Jerry Rice, and Kevin movin' He's going, going, the twenty, the ten I'm heading for the endzone again, and again The game shut down, the crowd scream, "What, what!" Another touchdown, for Buck Town, is I Letras de canciones [Chorus] May I, keep a little something for the G's And, make a few ends while I breeze, through The late night shift on some late night {shit} On the gangstas roam May I, keep a little something for the G's And, make a few ends while I breeze, through The late night shift on some late night {shit} While ya momma ain't home [Verse 2] Hut one, hut two, hut three You offsides, that's a penalty player, you can't touch me The Mike Vick spin move, is e-ssntial If it's in you, they can't defend you (nah) You know the process, forward progress When Brett Favre, throwing that ball it's no contest Now on a nice summer day, they think I'm gon' deep hit 'em, wit a running play, don't sleep Ricky Williams, start runnin' Don't matter who comin', they can't do nothing (one) First down, but if it get crazy I'm going for a field goal, gotta keep it real though It's three minutes, before the game finish I'm down six points, I'ma pass it to Emmitt Now all though, I step, all slow Y'all know, Red Cafe all-pro, oh [Chorus] From Letras Mania