Raekwon - Rock 'n Roll Lyrics
(feat. Ghostface Killah, Jim Jones & Kobe)[Intro: Raekwon]What up, what up?Yeah... this is another one! Let's go, niggaRaekwon... turn it up... Shallah, what upYeah... all my niggas been waiting for this oneWhat's going on, man? What is it?[Chorus: Kobe]Hey, little mama, I got some of that, Bon Jovi, you know meHave you flying in the air, like you living on a bird, aoowWe on the corner serving that rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and rollPosted on the corner, with that rock and roll, rock and roll[Raekwon:]Willie Nelson nigga, we run flusty, Crocodile hatCowboy rap, hammer game trustyDiamonds on from Ghana, Boca retire in a yachtWith the middle name Lex, pop my llamaMovies get made in HD, me against your eighty-threeI'm a scout face it, so scrape meIt's nothing you can do with my real niggasNot the ones I rest my head with, my son a real dude piranhaYup, two wheel scooters, the new rugersFloating through the Beverly CenterCounting ten up with my shooterAll of these is high powered, Bob Dylan style, my niggaPosted up, yeah, front and then master childTitanium hustler, switch color, most of them rich brothers'llHold they own, ***** it and switch numbersLuggage's, the real shit, who kill shitNiggas is nothing, blow a blunt and we peel shit, what?[Chorus: Kobe]Hey, little mama, I got some of that, Bon Jovi, you know meHave you flying in the air, like you living on a bird, aoowWe on the corner serving that rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and rollPosted on the corner, with that rock and roll, rock and rollHey, little mama, have you ever took a hit of Mick JaggerYeah, I bet it will blast yaNow take a hit of this rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and rollIt's some powerful shit![Ghostface Killah:]Yo, everything platinum, even my baggageYou want a platinum rock? Then go see LarryHe got the yellow hat, yellow Maxes Air, looking like meWith a yellow back, pretty long hairSuck a dick like the wind steppingWith Bobby Brown on speed dial, his ex dial stay on the check-inI got that Mickey, baby, little mamaI got the bomb, call me Tom BradyMove like a running back, 21 TomlinsonKnow how to push it back, you should pay homagingShit is too potent, make you feel like vomitingYour black/white birds can give me five like DonovanPop the champagne for the illest hustler in the gameI got the Pink Floyd eyes on all dayAnd I ain't even mention my deals yetCause I don't wanna have you freaked out over this real shit[Chorus: Kobe]Hey, little mama, I got some of that, Bon Jovi, you know meHave you flying in the air, like you living on a bird, aoowWe on the corner serving that rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and rollPosted on the corner, with that rock and roll, rock and rollHey, little mama, have you ever took a hit of Mick JaggerYeah, I bet it will blast yaNow take a hit of this rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and rollIt's some powerful shit![Jim Jones:]Rock star like you Red Hot Chilli PeppersI can't front this red drop got me feeling extraI drop the top so I can show the stonesI got the sour so I'm Rolling StonesI'm popping shit on my mobile phoneI never slip cause I keep the fully loaded chromeAnd half my niggas need to stay a famThat's why we pour liquor for the Grateful Dead (we miss you)And where I'm from it's either Guns or RosesAnd ***** with me, you need a bunch of rosesAnd lord knows I keep the Led ZeppelinA nigga front and then we back wrestlingAnd you can tell when *****es feeling meWe got that white girl, nigga, Sheila E.Diplomats, we the eagleWe finna be greater than The Beatles, go[Chorus: Kobe]Hey, little mama, I got some of that, Bon Jovi, you know meHave you flying in the air, like you living on a bird, aoowWe on the corner serving that rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and rollPosted on the corner, with that rock and roll, rock and rollHey, little mama, have you ever took a hit of Mick JaggerYeah, I bet it will blast yaNow take a hit of this rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and rollIt's some powerful shit![Movie sample:]And Brother Chin-Chang, I'm sorry, hehe
