I Wanna Rock Lyrics

Intro:
Yea ..
Huh?
Izzar.
Know i Does What I Do Right?
Huh?
..Believe That.
East Side Story.
Red Cafe.
Haa, What Else?

Verse 1:
Yea, Strap On Ma Black 4 Fever.
Yank To The Back, You Dont Know Jeter?
Homie Back Dime, Got Me Smokin' Cohibas.
Told Me Keep A Player So I Got The 4 Seater.
See I Ball Hard Like It's Playoff Season.
Doing Ma Scams, Madoff Season.
Shakedown!
Street Fidi-damn!
I Cut Hoes Like I Got Edward Scissor Hands.
Got A Couple More M's I Blame It On Puff.
The Bar Sold Out, Ya Could Blame It On Us.
I Wanna Rock Right Now,
Finish My Flip I Wanna Cop Right Now.
I Come Through Ya Hood Send Em Shot Right Now.
Put The D On The Block.
I Got It Locked Right Now.
Reporting To Ya Live,
Im In A Phantom Right Now.
Tell Puff We In The Club, I Got Him Dancing In The Club Right Now.
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Yea, Still On TOP!
Hottest In The HOODD!
Believe That!
Shakedown.
Ya Tu Sabe! Hahaha
Dimelo!
It's Red Cafe.
You Know What I'm Talking About?
Eastside Story, G Shit. Believe That.

Verse 2:
Huh?
God Damn I'm Balling,
Clean Ass Fuck,
Lick Wit Parmolive.
Dirty Martini, Vodka, and Olive.
Real Spit, How I See It How I Call It.
Realest In The Game I Should Be Awarded.
..I Delivered Every Slab That Was Ordered.
Back In My City I Got It Moving Like Evictions.
I'm Certified In My Hood, No Restrictions.
Yea,It's Like I'm Balling For The Pistons.
Thirty One, Third.
A Nigga Getting Love And Only Had One Serve.
I'm That Shit Bitch, You Aint Heard?!

Ya Tu Sabe!
All My Dominicans..
Columbians..
Puerto Rico..
Believe That.