1， 2， Y’All - Memphis Bleek

1, 2 Y'all - Memphis Bleek
Written by：Eric Johnson/Shawn Carter/Malik Cox/Robert "Shim" Kirkland/Valerie Scroggins/G. Grainger/J. Lloyd|Renée
Ya know it's the ROC bounce
Yea I see ya let's go drop one
Yeah yo yo
1 2 you all you know I rock ya
Step in the rounds of the ROC mafia
1 2 you all you know I stop ya
Dirty get low n**ga we gotcha
1 2 you all you all uh
1 2 you all you all uh
1 2 you all you all uh
Yea yea yea
I tote p89's on me all the time
My rhymes is serious I'm kill 'em every time
While I'm sunk in that 745 IL
Feel like a jet when I ride when I ride
So I ride n**ga feel me on cruise control
Game tight n**ga lose your ho
I smoke take a few pulls of the refer
Riding under the tint doing the duece fever
Need some so I check the beeper
Before b i g pasted he passed the number to Katrina
Get it right the game still remain
And I'm married to the sh*t you n**gas still engaged
Nothing change twelve gauge still pop
If you n**gas wanna jump at the ROC
You can come witch a block if you want to
Yea ease the same
I bet it all on dice so I could freeze the chain now that's game
All you h*es is a show your truck come with a chaffeur ma fa'sho
You know ease the truth they say sex is a weapon
You'll be dead when I shoot
1 2 you all you know I rock ya
Step in the rounds of the ROC mafia
1 2 you all you know I stop ya
Dirty get low n**ga we gotcha
1 2 you all you all uh
1 2 you all you all uh
1 2 you all you all uh
Yea yea yea
Yea yea
It's get low and the ROC ain't a click out touching 'em
Doe doubling b**ch n**gas not discussing 'em
Block tick rabbit when I'm finger f**king 'em
F**k a vest tell ya boys have a bullet proof truck with 'em
It's geda k the young horse and m ease of course we getting cheese
Draw we don't squeeze and SUV's on two fours with TV's
Probably with your b**ch playing the backseat
And you know I hit it ain't the type to chill with it
Type to get rid of and never go to the crib with her
Sh*t I move according to plans and still visit park
And still kick it and pick my n**gas up
And you know we be dro smoking toten loc'n
Live from BR double o klyn b**ch its get low let me know whats up
If you get it the truck get in position to f**k
I'm ghetto Errol Flynn hot like h****n young pimps thoro'in
I pimp through their boroughs in
Ya better keep your chicks intact cause
I walk like a pimp talk like a Mack
1 2 you all you know I rock ya
Step in the rounds of the ROC mafia
1 2 you all you know I stop ya
Dirty get low n**ga we gotcha
1 2 you all you all uh uh huh
1 2 you all you all uh cease a Leo
1 2 you all you all uh
Yea yea yea
Aright check it out check it out uh oh uh oh yo
Code name cease a Le crack on the AVE
Bk grimmey MC rap wreck machine
My n**gas on the scene with the machine guns the in fa red beams
Hand gun with silencers ride up on the side of ya
Flash this gun up in ya face like photographers
Stay in the hood with ice ain't nobody robbing us
When it come to rapping ain't nobody stopping us dog ha haaa
It's ROC mafia who live as us
Jay riding on side b I g on top of us
Get low firing my phillie n**gas ride with us
Dutch this blunt up if you wanna get high with us
Bk yo we rep pin I'm like cash everywhere I'm accepted
From Marcy to stay the west to the chi
I keep it all hood till the day that I die
1 2 you all you know I rock ya
Step in the rounds of the ROC mafia
1 2 you all you know I stop ya get low
Dirty get low n**ga we gotcha
1 2 you all you all uh woo
1 2 you all you all uh woo
1 2 you all you all uh I'm dancing
Yea yea yea
Uh oh
Raps in trouble HOV bout to double back
And lock the streets again ain't no policing him
Got cops on the payroll killers on the lay low
N**gas be careful what you saying on that radio
I nextel radio n**gas have 'em at the radio before you exhale n**ga
The cats out the bag but blast out the mag
Send them words back in your mouth out ya a**
Talking sh*t all you get is cleaned the f**k up
I ain't steamed the f**k up either
Hire the team of me myself and I rene
I come through and lean you f**ker I'm trying to keep n**gas from killing you
You still talking sh*t to me you not as smart as you appear to be
I got dum dams for dumb dumbs
I'm a right man got a educated left hook in a right hand
F**k like whoa got a flow like d**n
The new thug life be the ROC a fella fam
No disrespect intended
But if you offended can't take it back handle your business
I'm just stating facts the whole worlds against us
And we will not surrender and we will survive
Turn out ya lights like teddy pender grass
Get ready for the coldest winter as I proceed
Yea yo yo
1 2 you all you know I rock ya
Step in the rounds of the ROC mafia
1 2 you all you know I stop ya
Dirty get low n**ga we gotcha
1 2 you all you all uh
1 2 you all you all uh
1 2 you all you all uh
Yea yea yea