Red Rockin Lyrics

The Game - Red Rockin Lyrics

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Red Rockin Lyrics

SuWu, Nigga whaaat whaaat,
SuWu, Nigga whaaat whaaat,
SuWu, Nigga whaaat whaaat,

The Game:
Its the lord of the day, patron shots to the heigh,
heard doctor dre's doughter tryin' to get some street crack,
Motherfucker I got it, if i poor then I shot it, a blood fakin'and dime cheatin,
With colors playin' rocket,
Who you think you foolin' cuz you aint never shot shit,
Andre youngs bitch stay ridin' pacs dick yeah,
G-malone tell blood why you're alone,
fo its nine gang affiliate your ass meet the crown yeah,
I respect niggas spider more than you, cuz atleast if I see cuz I know he gon shoot,
and imma shoot back, on my _____,
Jim jones and lil weezy I SuWu that,
Red rags in new york, red rags in boston,If I die today bitch it be a red rag coffin,
I respect no one but your gun, so pull it, cock it and tell em try your own one.

Gherm Gee:
You get a call from the big homie, nigga youre dead,
I put the 50 cent size throwin back at your head,
let the nina follow hollow tips, put you the back,
The black wall street goons all over this rap,
Run up on it for the bread, the ski mask rap,
started listenin' to l.a.x flyin away,
guess it's all entertainment at the end of the day,
cuz on some real shit, they dont really wanna die today
I do my homework, find out you hide away,
then cross a nigga over like , ________________,
You boys in the hood get shot
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