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(feat. Freeway, Memphis Bleek, Sparks & others)
Rell
We're the ones with the flame (Jay-Z: "Yeah")
We're the fire that remains (Jay-Z: "Turn Rell up a little bit")
We're controllin' the game from now on (Jay-Z: "Huh")
Jay-Z
Yeah! It's the world reknown
Internationally connected
Locally accepted
Roc-A-Fella Records
Don't get it confused (Rell: "Roc, baby")
Doin' what we do (Rell: "It's The Roc, baby")
B. Sig., Rell, Peedi Crakk, Free, Young H-O, Bleek (Rell: "You understand")
Introducin'
Young Chris
It's Young C (Neef: "Young C!")
Home of Philly, young and hungry
All the girlies wanna fall in l*st with me
And every hood in the world discussin' me
I hated once when I didn't give it up to Neef
Neef
It's Neef Buck (Chris: "Neef Buck!")
Out the cut (Chris: "Out the cut!")
All the haters wanna claim that they fk with us
It ain't a game, know that they Toys R Us
They can't fk with us
Young Chris
AAAWWWWWW
Sparks
I'm the one
Man I'm money, hoes, clothes and shows
To do with your ho all wrapped in one
I'm not done
Man, I'm the s**t after its all said and done
The one to cop one, come back for another one
Quick fast, like rapid refund
I'm the grrrrrrr mean green out the money machine
I'm not done
I'm Omilio, and interviews thought you could hold Sparks in the hood
Jay-Z
And you like it
Young Chris
All those haters talkin s**t we don't like it
Beanie Sigel
We love it
That black mask, black glove s**t
Roll up on him don't budge, b*tch
With my mack, and my tech
And my vest, just like that
For them thinkin' Mack Milli not really from the streets
I'm that gallstone trapped in the belly of the beast
Rell
Those seen here we'll lead you forever
And we will not leave you, never
And our voices will ring (Sparks: "rrriinngg") together
As one
Young Chris
AAAWWWWW
Freeway
It's young Free
Move, workin' the wheel
Hand jerkin' the V
Busters don't let you crossed the line
Thinkin I'm off my job
But I'm on like Chris when he popped his cuz
Thinkin them slugs'll fly
Peedi Crakk
Call me P.C.
Tempers feelin', I peel
Look how I'm killin' the wheel
The fitted tilt to the left
The shirt blend with the sweats
Your girls skirts invest
She undressin', don't stare
Check the picture nigg*
Jay-Z
I'm the one
Young H-O, a game of one
What you think I'd do to the brain of that dame you brung
Listen hon, twist one, this Armi, sip some
It's only 40 proof, it feel like 151
When I'm done
Make a run with The Roc
Rock Air Force 1's
Rock a bun, hide s**t in her hair when I come
Through customs, cops can't bust him
It's Hov the Hustler, I'm having one hell of a run
Jay-Z
And you like it
Young Chris
All those haters talkin' s**t we don't like it
Memphis Bleek
No, we love it
I got a mommy with a body, don't touch it
You can't fk wit
Young Easy, I on the Just Blaze production
You get nothin'
We get enough spins
Can't stop us from coppin bottles while we clubbin'
It's the R-O-C forever, tell the public, huh!
Rell
Those seen here we'll lead you forever
And we will not leave you, never
And our voices will ring (Sparks: "rrriinngg") together
As one
Young Chris
AAAWWWWW