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[Memephis Bleek + Intro]Yo Yo Yo , Its tha roc in tha houseNigga we got Hype-d here we fixen to go downYou know what it is Tha song is hell noYo I'm Bleek and this is tha ROC yo lets spit at em.[Hype-D+ Chorus]When you up in tha club nobody showin ya love you sayHell NoWhen yo girl call up a snitch and she call you a bitch what you sayHell noWhen you start beff and it get start what cha sayHell yeaWhen tha ROC is in tha house what chaHell yea[Hype-D+ Verse 1]First it was bleek then it was tha reffThen it was chris and neff now who back in tha gameWho take ya fame who dash dame how he get fame'cause look nigga I'm a crook I got tha moodLetras de cancionesI like some of y'all niggaz but ill eat ya foodJust like anybody else would so do what cha can doWhen I lock n load and head 2 tha boat and take ya black coatAnd take ya 9 take ya fine take ya dine Hype-d , roc , memph bleekSmokin tha reff growin tha leaf startin beff stealin ya lines and beatsAnd packin tha heats , steppin on ya toes and fuckin ya hoes ,Nigga I bust ya ass up and then take ya cup so throw ya hands in tha airLike ya don't care and face ya fears 'cause when I come through expect to die'cause nigga ya will be fried niggaz don't crie but I know you do you fakeYou can't compete with me you'z ain't free I smoke on trees and I trap and rapIn tha atl , shit I can put ya shit in a basket and ship it to alaskaDon't fuck with d or hey girl just call me hype-d 14 in tha rap game takin ya fame ain't that said you faggots ya get to mad easy ya songs are chessy listen to me ya know me I ain't gotta be d I'm hype to tha d don't ya seeOr h to tha I to tha l nigga you goin to hell so ring tha bell and shut tha fuck up before I get some girls just to buck yo ass up I know they can nigga I ain't scared you weared out that ain't no doubt I rap forever I'm hereForever rev up tha rever and take tha teveria got tha marriata and 45 choopa z and 9's lock n load that shit and then hit em up and for all my hoes I'm gonna beat that thing up and lemme pour some drink and yo I'm here and I'm under 14 with a black card nigga you act hard nigga you soft as a pop tart you want beff I got ya beff come steal my reff or smoke ya own I don't knock ya hustle I just bust it and then I cut it so this is a southern toast and have a boast and get tha roast this is bars just don't know how many hey to all ya snitch niggaz go suck on yalls mommas tittys............ From Letras Mania