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"Rock Dat Shit" is a track by Prodigy, from the album H.N.I.C., released 14th November 2000. Full lyrics are available below.
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[Intro] Yo, what you doin' right now? Fuck, man... Niggas don't know what pain is, man... I got 200 needle pokes in my arm, nigga... [Verse 1] Who be the source of this rap shit? Us, the bosses Puerto Rock style, 20 shanks, talk shit I rock bandanas like a gang member But I'm an Infamous representative, don't get it fucked up I need more guns like I need more funds Like I need more businesses for my dunns Like I need more vehicles to make more runs Send a rep to your doorstep, hand on that arms Sick a dog on your most valuable dunn, it's war You talk most, we splish-splash the most, wet your clothes It's fucked up, your uniform got all soaked Pop niggas like a fish fry, take me for jokes Silence that bitch, I put one in your throat Don't provoke, my niggas'll jump, you might croak And this little ass nigga, funny style nigga You must got too much alcohol in your system We bloody sport niggas that love to pick victim – don't be a stat You should stand back when my Infamous clique come After I fucks, I piss cum I spit the illest shit you ever heard of What's that outfit you rep? I never heard of Smash y'all niggas like insects, you bugged The fuck out, like dust from Crazy Eddie Spaghetti-headed Mobb niggas rhyme deadly Rock Infamous sweatsuits and like my guns heavy You ain't ready for a street life nigga, baby I'm too foul, too grimey Too much Q.B. is inside me, please rewind me I'm every blocks theme music, e'ry projects anthem Every gun's handle, it's on and clap two [Hook] Yo... They could never get enough of it Yo, that's that shit, I need that shit, to boost my adrenaline Yo, rock that shit, that real life shit Makes niggas wanna thug it They could never get enough of it Yo, that's my shit, I need that shit, to boost my adrenaline Yo, rock that shit, that real life shit Makes niggas wanna thug it [Verse 2] To top it off, I'm a pretty gangsta, fly thug All of my dunns concieted; there ain't a chick more dime than me I let a ho know quickly "Sit, bitch, let me put you on the hottest shit, B" I be the H.N.I.C. of the whole shit Never let a ho get more than I wanna give She lucky if she get a pull of the dope (Shit) Only if she givin' head to the whole clique Aiyyo, I'm just kiddin', but yo, I'm not playin' My wolves walk around the whole club, schemin' Searching for a cutie that like to drink semen Bring her to the mini-mansion, told me she wanna be a Bunny Said she like the way I talk dirty I told her she had potential, talk to Chinky P the type of vulture to fly a girl wit' me Outta state, send her back to you on some freak shit How you stink, make you wanna bust your gun Mad, 'cause you know a iller nigga fucking your hun Handle it, what more can I say Put her on a chain, my dunns too beautiful for her to stay away [Hook] They could never get enough of it Yo, that's that shit, I need that shit, to boost my adrenaline Yo, rock that shit, that real life shit Makes niggas wanna thug They could never get enough of it Yo, that's my shit, I need that shit, to boost my adrenaline Yo, rock that shit, that real life shit Makes niggas wanna thug it They could never get enough of it Yo, that's that shit, I need that shit, to boost my adrenaline Yo, rock that shit, that real life shit Makes niggas wanna thug They could never get enough of it Yo, that's my shit, I need that shit, to boost my adrenaline Yo, rock that shit, that real life shit Makes niggas wanna thug it
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