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Song title: Cam'Ron - The Roc (Just Fire) (feat. Memphis Bleek And Beanie Sigel)

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[Memphis Bleek]
 Yeah...yeah, nigga...
 Just Blazin' this shit, ya heard?
 It's ya main man...I'm back niggaz...HOLLA!

My break I'm fresh off it
 I never change, I'm stuck in these ways
 Nike Airs, sweats and Taurus (uh?)
 But I'm-a do it for my enemies
 They wanna end my chill, wanna see what that villa be
 Now what that sound like?
 Plus they know what a clip get down like
 Turn bags from bladders, legs to wheels, paint it peels
 Cuz u fuckin' wit' a nigga that'll jump out, raise the steel
 I live this way it's real...dog...no joke
 Blow smoke in ya bitch face, piss in ya wheels
 Slap ya custies, clap your workers, dead the strip
 Stick ya connect, yap ya bitch
 So let it be known I'm back for my grizzley
 The Sergeant, the Cap, the Mac holds 60
 For rookies and vets I'll bang 'til it click
 So run and tell ya duela the Ruger come wit' two clips, dog
 M-Easy, won't leave, my hood need me
 Pop fa' sheezy, who don't believe me?
 We all criminals but live like a diplomat
 We get low, when the dough low, get it back

[Beanie Sigel]
 Here is something you can't understaaaaaaaaand
 How I could just kill a man for Killa Cam
 Me and my Roc killa fam, top billers man
 We run the spot, drop ceilings fam...
 Hit the wall drop ceiling fans
 Listen boar, man I show you how to fill a van...
 Up with killers man
 And line the trunk
 Keep a stash box for the nine and the pump
 The coach walk you through and he grind you up
 What-chu want the dope or the weed?
 How you want it packaged? In the cap or the bag?
 How you want me packin'? Wit' the mac or the mag?
 Yeah that Bent get back, but listen scrap...act real fast
 And keep a wack that'll gag ya back
 Block style from ya swagger, ya swacks
 It's the Broad Street Bully bitch
 I bully niggaz on the broadest streets
 I house niggaz on the narrowest BLOCK!
 Know my rules when the barrel get hot
 When the gun blows...and the shots fall...and the smoke clear...
 Man I be hearin' you murder (you ain't here!)
 Nobody hit up in the cross cuz I'm observin' (you ain't here!)
 Nobody be missin' your loss cuz you deserved it
 South Philly niggaz kill at will, I keep my mac-milli CHILLY CHILL
 On the really-real, 'fore I make you niggaz feel this steel...

[Cam'ron]
 (Killa! Killa!)

Go 'head stupid niggaz go fuck wit' them chicks
 I'm the third little piggy, I'm-a fuck wit' them bricks
 Better yet the bakery I got pies and cakes
 Nigga think doublin' is turnin' 5 to 8
 I turn 8 to 20, 20 to 100, 100 to 1000
 That to 100,000, in front-a housin'
 Closed 'em all down dog, no one's allowed in
 I'm coppin' everything I'm done wit' browsin'
 It's the top don, glock palm, dot com
 Get your shit rocked ma like Haseem Rahman
 And I'm extra scary
 CEOs all the frontin' ain't necessary, I fuck wit' secretaries
 All for information...it ain't necessary
 They in love like the 14th of February
 Play 'em like April 1st right before I slide off
 It could be March 2nd, sound like July 4th
 Halloween or Memorial Day
 At your memorial be one year from today
 All y'all think it's peace and peachy
 I leave you reesy piecy, all my bitches rock...
 Christian Dior, BCBG...'round phony niggaz get the heeby jeebies
 Hungry hoes say "Killa feed me feed me..."
 Calm down ma, easy easy
 Talk greasy, please me, get my man Weezy
 Still rock Ellesses, to squeeze appease me
 He ain't no tease but measly
 Not Doggy's Angels...KILLA...please believe me...

[scratches]
 You now rollin' with them thugs from the R-O-C... [Jay-Z]
 Niggaz wanna despise the team... [Beanie Sigel]
 ROC-A-FELLA
 When the shit gets down you know who's doin' the poppin! [Jay-Z]
 [scratches]
 KILLA! [Cam'ron]
 [scratches]
 EASY!
 Fuck those who disagree, my bullets you get 'em FREE! [Bleek]
 Roc-a-roc-a [scratches]
 Roc-a-roc-a [scratches] Roc-a-roc-a
 ROC in this muh [scratches]
 muh-muhfucka... [Jay-Z]