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Rock Rock Video (MV)




Performed By: Eazy Ri
Language: English
Length: 2:54
Written by: Riley Cameron




Eazy Ri - Rock Rock Lyrics




Aye, aye
Let yo feelings go helluva feeling counting dough
Count up with me baby be patient let it grow
The road crazy, is you ready baby
We gon turn this Jetta to a 63 AMG
Soft white lady, she stay with me
I pick up the slack this shit 50/50
Dog in the back with that sticky sticky, Muli
Soft soft and it's hard hard for a knock knock
Show love to a nigga if he solid rock rock
56 soft 49 once it lock lock

Got pole on me, it's snakes around me
My bitch she round me, the gift its in me
Beware of my dog, he not friendly
This bitch gotta rate, she not friendly
I might blow a bag til that bitch empty
I ain't slippin not simpin hard on a bitch limpin out the mud drippin simply
Program alone wasn't no letter sent to me
Dopeman for real you know how Cali rent be
Shit real, like that Percocet feel
She ain't had a problem off that Percocet pill
He been at the bottom that shit made him ill
You can get a box nigga seal the deal
I'll seal it up she gon push up on the office
Big bruh tryna double back I gotta off this
Big bruh done looked out I gotta keep my promise
Way he rackin plates shit gotta be the strongest
You ain't with the easy muli we to lowkey
But I know it's real fish meet me at Poki
She work for the man, you run for the drugs
Before I was the man been connected with the plug
Slide around my city told her keep this in your uggs
How you the plug, the plug throwing you no love
90s baby with that 90s dope, early 2000's flow
Vision 20/20 though

The road crazy, is you ready baby
We gon turn this Jetta to a 63 AMG
Soft white lady, she stay with me
I pick up the slack this shit 50/50
Dog in the back with that sticky sticky, Muli
Soft soft and it's hard hard for a knock knock
Show love to a nigga if he solid rock rock
56 soft 49 once it lock lock

A bro, the streets no easy place to B
A lil bro I'm saying B all you can B
Tryna find my path it be hard for me to C
Baby shot her shot and I gave her hard D
Pockets on E bitch you cannot F me
Og F with me, young G, I'm havin G's
Drip like I'm selling H, really I blow tree
My dog Paper J stay growing sticky
No L's, chasings M's, baby run that chicken N
O's by the bin about time all my niggas win
Boss not a P about time all my niggas win
All type of P's, band packs, depths, and ins
Miss my nigga Q, R you serious Blood
Slither like a S, cut the grass niggas lost my love
Imma put the ball off the T, let U do yo thug
Lil bro and V run that bag from Watson to the W
X out any person ain't tryna make me better
Y, because these niggas ain't bringing in no cheddar
Its Eazy, bitch while you catching ZZZ's

Alphabet rap, life shit, trap shit, rap shit
Music reality no cap shit, feel me, gang
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Aye, aye
Let yo feelings go helluva feeling counting dough
Count up with me baby be patient let it grow
The road crazy, is you ready baby
We gon turn this Jetta to a 63 AMG
Soft white lady, she stay with me
I pick up the slack this shit 50/50
Dog in the back with that sticky sticky, Muli
Soft soft and it's hard hard for a knock knock
Show love to a nigga if he solid rock rock
56 soft 49 once it lock lock

Got pole on me, it's snakes around me
My bitch she round me, the gift its in me
Beware of my dog, he not friendly
This bitch gotta rate, she not friendly
I might blow a bag til that bitch empty
I ain't slippin not simpin hard on a bitch limpin out the mud drippin simply
Program alone wasn't no letter sent to me
Dopeman for real you know how Cali rent be
Shit real, like that Percocet feel
She ain't had a problem off that Percocet pill
He been at the bottom that shit made him ill
You can get a box nigga seal the deal
I'll seal it up she gon push up on the office
Big bruh tryna double back I gotta off this
Big bruh done looked out I gotta keep my promise
Way he rackin plates shit gotta be the strongest
You ain't with the easy muli we to lowkey
But I know it's real fish meet me at Poki
She work for the man, you run for the drugs
Before I was the man been connected with the plug
Slide around my city told her keep this in your uggs
How you the plug, the plug throwing you no love
90s baby with that 90s dope, early 2000's flow
Vision 20/20 though

The road crazy, is you ready baby
We gon turn this Jetta to a 63 AMG
Soft white lady, she stay with me
I pick up the slack this shit 50/50
Dog in the back with that sticky sticky, Muli
Soft soft and it's hard hard for a knock knock
Show love to a nigga if he solid rock rock
56 soft 49 once it lock lock

A bro, the streets no easy place to B
A lil bro I'm saying B all you can B
Tryna find my path it be hard for me to C
Baby shot her shot and I gave her hard D
Pockets on E bitch you cannot F me
Og F with me, young G, I'm havin G's
Drip like I'm selling H, really I blow tree
My dog Paper J stay growing sticky
No L's, chasings M's, baby run that chicken N
O's by the bin about time all my niggas win
Boss not a P about time all my niggas win
All type of P's, band packs, depths, and ins
Miss my nigga Q, R you serious Blood
Slither like a S, cut the grass niggas lost my love
Imma put the ball off the T, let U do yo thug
Lil bro and V run that bag from Watson to the W
X out any person ain't tryna make me better
Y, because these niggas ain't bringing in no cheddar
Its Eazy, bitch while you catching ZZZ's

Alphabet rap, life shit, trap shit, rap shit
Music reality no cap shit, feel me, gang
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Writer: Riley Cameron
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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