The Rock Show Lyrics

The Rock Show lyrics

Verse one:

36 ounces of thousand in grams
I ain`t never had shit, now I plot to piss or a stick
Ain`t nothing in my jeans but some lint and some dick
Who wanna hunger young rick
Thinking I can`t get, out the situation
I`m `bout to make these bit*hes sick
Since a little nigga, started to vision nigga
Now when dophines` surely come, I know how much to give her
Single bags to dimes, dimes, tens to twhomp twhomps
Catch me in the set and I`ma have what`cha want want
Playing it raw, I ain`t out here for my health
And tell the Temp service, ain`t blood myself
Enjoyed myself, blocks away from the melt
And proving thy self from cream that don`t melt

Chorus:

(Nigga why) Before real nigga`s kiss up to the man (whomp)
36 ounces of thousand in grams
If it ain`t legal and from Uncle Sam
36 ounces of thousand in grams
How I get them cars, houses, and land
36 ounces of thousand in grams
You ain`t seeing sh*t till money in hand
36 ounces of thousand in grams

Verse two:

My brother and cousin got a plan
Look, that dope ain`t got touch my hands
But yet this bad and I`m the one with the life sands
A ten millimeter for protection
For any jacker or badge that run up in my section, and ah
I cost to cigars from being broke
And this ain`t lemonheads or no bar of soap, and ah
To old for McDonalds, that killed hope
And all the hustla`s around my way got cars with no notes, so ah
Penetentries chance`s here I come
That nigga move to fast I`ma pop his as* one (pop)
Drop his as* one (pop)
Bringing home the brick
What `ya know when the Fiend got his own started up git

Chorus